Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band
Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
But now i got a problem with that little white rock
Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging
No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight
Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,
Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes
Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,
Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus
I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus
I mesomorph, into a dwarf, after engulfing the fourth quartz.
I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
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