This is a song about "School"

But now i'm in high school

Iced out, okay cool

Then you look like a fucking fool

While we going through the school

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

The bus pulls up beside the school

Every kid in the school yard

See, and now life seem hard

Because i'm the best writer in school,

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

That was till she chose a school

The thugs say i'm cool

That's the sound of my tool

Rapping rule, back to school