Gotta lotta stuff, fool
Rapping rule, back to school
And even your friends at school.
Then you look like a fucking fool
That's the sound of my tool
That was till she chose a school
But policy was...you gotta go to school
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back
It's actually disastrously bad
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,
And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that
It's actually disastrously bad
I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat
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