This is a song about "This school"

See i learned it in school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Mc's get taken to school with this music

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

But now i'm in high school

Iced out, okay cool

And i'm startin' to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

I miss the better days

Don't like school, i hate this place

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

Looking to rule but can't fight this new school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Aiyo, this is rain shady on the beat bitch. we bout to do it vintage old school