But now i'm in high school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
Middle school was finally done
They had a hell of a run
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big
Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
My friends were off at school
That was till she chose a school
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
That racks on racks so motherfucking fool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
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