This is a song about "Skipping school"

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

See i learned it in school

That's the sound of my tool

That was till she chose a school

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

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

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

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke

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

When im waiting for mealtime at school

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

Iced out, okay cool

But now i'm in high school