This is a song about "School"

While we going through the school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

And even your friends at school.

Then you look like a fucking fool

The bus pulls up beside the school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

When im waiting for mealtime at school

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

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

School flunkie, pill junky

And now that i’m getting money