The youngest of my mother kids
Finish high school, study for physics
We passed high school only by a couple inches
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
Rapping rule, back to school
Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax
She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance
I’m coming back like light-skin and
High school drop out n' was questioned
Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong
And high school bullies pick up on you, make you slash it gone,
See i learned it in school
Then you look like a fucking fool
I was a teen genius when i started high school
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool
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