This is a song about "School"

It was my first year in high school

That's the sound of my tool

The bus pulls up beside the school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

And even your friends at school.

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

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

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

That was till she chose a school

Iced out, okay cool

School flunkie, pill junky

Fuck fame, fuck money

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

When im waiting for mealtime at school