This is a song about "School"

I be gettin' money

School flunkie, pill junky

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

It was my first year in high school

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

The bus pulls up beside the school

That's the sound of my tool

But she forgot about the golden rule

Skated from howwies straight to your school

Then you look like a fucking fool

And even your friends at school.

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

That high school sounded cool

Y'all truancy, i'm high school