This is a song about "Everything related to english class"

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Kanye? we related. now ima prove to you with my unorthodox ways

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

And now it's the perfect time to start our little class

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Ancient regimes believed in absolutism related to aryan supremacy

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

The truth to everything.

Why not me the same thing

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

What is everything, down to atomic,