But he keeps trying and failing, he winds up bailing
Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying
Because i'm the best writer in school,
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
I told myself that i would play it cool
Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
My friends were off at school
That's the sound of my tool
Then you look like a fucking fool
That was till she chose a school
And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,
You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes
Rapping rule, back to school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
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