This is a song about "School"

But policy was...you gotta go to school

So like i said before don't act a fool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

It was my first year in high school

The bus pulls up beside the school

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

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

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But now i'm in high school

The thugs say i'm cool

Rapping rule, back to school

Hope all over again, we can start

Every kid in the school yard