This is a song about "Boring school"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

See i learned it in school

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

You poor rhymin', i'm pure diamond, exciting writing not boring typing

Then you look like a fucking fool

My friends were off at school

It may be boring and your probably snoring but

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

While we going through the school

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

You're bored by the boring broad you taught, i'm talking...

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

And then it get boring till you add vice

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Life you're so fucken boring you're so damn galling,