This is a song about "School"

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

And even your friends at school.

Hope all over again, we can start

Every kid in the school yard

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

With some hard new school instrumentals.

So like i said before don't act a fool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

And they can't see the tragedy

School flunkie, pill junky

But policy was...you gotta go to school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

While we going through the school