This is a song about "School"

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

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

And even your friends at school.

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

But she forgot about the golden rule

While we going through the school

Then you look like a fucking fool

That's why i shine like i does

With some hard new school instrumentals.

February cold as my heart

Every kid in the school yard

The bus pulls up beside the school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Middle school was finally done

See, i'm second to no one