This is a song about "School"

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