This is a song about "A nice song about first month of school"

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

And now i walk around without a care

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,

Haters beware, i can see clear

It's like my first day of the school year,

Must be time of month hormones all over the shit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

//first song with a chorus, tell me what you think!

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

School was quite nice, felt a little breezy/