This is a song about "School"

While we going through the school

That's the sound of my tool

The bus pulls up beside the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

And even your friends at school.

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

When im waiting for mealtime at school

The thugs say i'm cool

My friends were off at school

School flunkie, pill junky

We're living in a fantasy

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

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

It was my first year in high school

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