This is a song about "School"

We're living in a fantasy

School flunkie, pill junky

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

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

And even your friends at school.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

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

Because i'm the best writer in school,

The bus pulls up beside the school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Take that big l for skipping school

No david lettermans acting a fool