This is a song about "School"

While we going through the school

That's the sound of my tool

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

Skated from howwies straight to your school

Because i'm the best writer in school,

So like i said before don't act a fool

It was my first year in high school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

When im waiting for mealtime at school

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

That i wanna stay in the same school

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

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