F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate
Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned
Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first
Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty
The furnace be permanently burning g's to the 3rd degree
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight
My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,
After this eighth be high like out of middle school
We supply the weapons 3rd world cops are taking shots with,
Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!
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