This is a song about "School"

That i wanna stay in the same school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Do you need to go back to school?

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That's the sound of my tool

Rapping rule, back to school

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

With some hard new school instrumentals.

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

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

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

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

The thugs say i'm cool

That was till she chose a school