This is a song about "Coleraine grammar school"

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

A line after line printed fluently, grammar stupidly, horrendous, still

Baby, you know who you are

Delivery and grammar,

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

The bus pulls up beside the school

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

Of propaganda so i ready myself to pop this grammar,

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

But now i'm in high school

But policy was...you gotta go to school

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

For all you that say my grammar sucks

We vegetables, on them record labels