This is a song about "Blood s ain t c s"

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

And that´s how it has begun

I thought of bill clinton

Mocking dead fappers doin' others, they caught an s. t .d!

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Go to s c take on the game cocks

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Just to let you know, you are

Bad, just like an 80's car