This is a song about "School"

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

That was till she chose a school

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Skated from howwies straight to your school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Ten more depending on where wale going

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

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

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

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