Strapped up, know i keep that tool
That was till she chose a school
Was primary, the source of conflicts, switchin' sides every
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
That racks on racks so motherfucking fool
The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school
But now i'm in high school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
It was my first year in high school
I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool
I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule
Are you surprised? they belong in high school,
I told myself that i would play it cool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
School flunkie, pill junky
Took my heart away from money
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