This is a song about "School"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

The bus pulls up beside the school

But now i'm in high school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Then you look like a fucking fool

And even your friends at school.

The thugs say i'm cool

That was till she chose a school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

While we going through the school

That's the sound of my tool

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

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