This is a song about "This school"

Iced out, okay cool

But now i'm in high school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Well this youngin' taking it back to old school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

While we going through the school

While i'm stuck in this school with nothing but rich white kids thinking their ghetto 'n

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

Then you look like a fucking fool

And even your friends at school.

Lunch times at school, the closest bet like wayne in this phrase/

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Mc's get taken to school with this music

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit