This is a song about "School"

Do you need to go back to school?

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

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

That was till she chose a school

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

That high school sounded cool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

I told myself that i would play it cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school