I mean the game been dry
Whilst in a school called junior high
Although i'm the voice of the new school, i fucking respect my past friends,
Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects
Iced out, okay cool
That was till she chose a school
When it comes to spitting that fire
Milks cool, got school in a while/
But she forgot about the golden rule
I was a teen genius when i started high school
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
This is a new episode of a new chapter
I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school
To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool
I'm a new man with a new attitude
Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot
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