This is a song about "School"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school

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

While we going through the school

School flunkie, pill junky

Off of ya melody

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

But now i'm in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

So like i said before don't act a fool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

And even your friends at school.

Then you look like a fucking fool

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

With some hard new school instrumentals.