This is a song about "School"

I told myself that i would play it cool

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

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

But now i'm in high school

That's the sound of my tool

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

It was my first year in high school

While we going through the school

Iced out, okay cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Skated from howwies straight to your school