Go cop the 3.6 and meet my name on the deans list
So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist
When will dad be home, mum? i don't know
And i did the video for really though
Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses
Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this
His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts
Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds
I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit
I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate
Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show
I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though
I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin
Better or worse, the center of attention
So slim davy please call up your mum
Who's next to release? we guillotine them
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