This is a song about "School"

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

My drive is like no one

Middle school was finally done

My friends were off at school

Iced out, okay cool

But now i'm in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Blow up on this society

School flunkie, pill junky

When im waiting for mealtime at school

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

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

The bus pulls up beside the school

So like i said before don't act a fool