This is a song about "E sing a pore maths personalized learning"

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

She know i got the force like a j e d i

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

A dim attraction/ learned to sing with passion/

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

(a k e) seems like a woman to me

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

I drink a red bull to get a red wing, flow tight make the dead sing

I stop for a second and listen to them sing.

You know that love is a very serious thing

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

Killing them with a.b.c's, #ask #him aint' a #accident, no need for an a&e.

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday