This is a song about "Skipping school"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Rapping rule, back to school

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

The same shit over and over it's like a record skipping

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope

And even your friends at school.

The thugs say i'm cool

Teachers stay bitching, cause i stay skipping

And this will be the song that we sing

Im the enemy skipping school resenting me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

But now i'm in high school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

But im actually skipping and causing high jinks

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live