To be great, i'm giving it all it takes
Came back from parents evening, got my grades
Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
Only way settle my depression with rapping
And through the years ive been steadily hating my peers
Everybody seems to misread every sentence
Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you
Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through
My parents are freaking
A break from what you hearing
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression
And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches
That's why i'm something my parents aren't happy with,
My rapping moves on ,from the depression
Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
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