School flunkie, pill junky
And now that i’m getting money
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
It was my first year in high school
Every kid in the school yard
Hope all over again, we can start
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
Because i'm the best writer in school,
Middle school was finally done
So next time i come, i'll bring you one
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school
Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
But policy was...you gotta go to school
And even your friends at school.
Iced out, okay cool
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