This is a song about "Tomorrows school"

It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

But conflicts they keep on growing

Iced out, okay cool

That was till she chose a school

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Will flee, maybe to a condo, what do i know ? i know tomorrow's

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Mabye we'll school with some classes

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

While we going through the school

School flunkie, pill junky

Dc, man over money

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

The bus pulls up beside the school