And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid
Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,
High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight
And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade
To abbreviate, a grade "a" on that worksheet
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,
Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school
Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
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