This is a song about "School"

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Do you need to go back to school?

Then you look like a fucking fool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Middle school was finally done

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

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

But she forgot about the golden rule

While we going through the school

Iced out, okay cool

That's the sound of my tool

That was till she chose a school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

It was my first year in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

See i learned it in school