Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
I had problems in my time so u said be calm
Do it while remaining still and calm
As: can’t wait to pork your mom
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
I don't like you touching my things that's why i'm cursing and swearing
And smokin joints to calm my nerves
And what about the rappers
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
Although he takes the swearing olympics trophy
Choosing my rhymes layering my lines swearing at all times carrying nines/
Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines
No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord
With another tab open swearing from my keyboard
Ma love is like an ochion, yours is like a pool calm with no motion
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
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