This is a song about "English jake"

I hated school till i realised english had poetry,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

How to top those words he spake, how am i gonna reach my idol, miller, jake?

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

If she don't speak english she can't say no, and it's only stealing if you're fucking a ho.

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

I don't know, obviously i disappear

His english was slurred so i didn't understand him fully.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Spitting fire. a dragon like jake

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape