Let's put it on cruise control
For making an asshole
Took the van, went snatch her
Let me be your rap teacher
So i guess you think you grown
Asshole flowers, going home
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
I write my test and pass it in to the teacher
Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first
Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt
I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal
It's my first fucken rule i fire in the asshole
Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll
Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole
I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate
But my junior year english teacher portrayed
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