That's the sound of my tool
That was till she chose a school
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
Middle school was finally done
The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
Are you surprised? they belong in high school,
Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
It was my first year in high school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
With some hard new school instrumentals.
Here i go again, searching for love
I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool
It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school
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