This is a song about "School"

When im waiting for mealtime at school

I told myself that i would play it cool

School flunkie, pill junky

And they can't see the tragedy

Iced out, okay cool

Rapping rule, back to school

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

It was my first year in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Do you need to go back to school?

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

My friends were off at school