This is a song about "School"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Rapping rule, back to school

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

While we going through the school

That's the sound of my tool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

With some hard new school instrumentals.

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

And even your friends at school.