This is a song about "School"

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

It was my first year in high school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Middle school was finally done

We have nothing in common

Then you look like a fucking fool

Rapping rule, back to school

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

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

That's the sound of my tool

And even your friends at school.

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

And getting money is the song i sing

The bus pulls up beside the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool