This is a song about "Wannabe r appropriate for school"

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

School is for fools, bitches, fags, tools

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Like there must be something wrong for us to dislike school

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

It ain't hard to make money

You're just a wannabe

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

This freestyle ain't for the weak, strictly r rated

So son, why'd you bother if school was nothing but a landfill laid in for too long

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle