Who trill as me, roll two of tree
School flunkie, pill junky
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
Rapping rule, back to school
I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor
Take that big l for skipping school
They say that karats help your vision
Middle school was finally done
I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool
It was my first year in high school
So like i said before don't act a fool
Because i'm the best writer in school,
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
Skated from howwies straight to your school
The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
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