This is a song about "School"

While we going through the school

Then you look like a fucking fool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Skated from howwies straight to your school

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

Do you need to go back to school?

Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

But now i'm in high school

The thugs say i'm cool

Take that big l for skipping school

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

And even your friends at school.

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor