This is a song about "Freshman rule"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And remember my rule

Rap fool,follow the leader,let the master rule

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

I, rule this place with any method of force

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Contrary to the rule of the wise generals

That's the sound of my tool

Rapping rule, back to school

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

If you're gonna talk a load of shit then i only have one rule,

If you're gonna talk a load of shit then i only have one rule,

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

How could this rule be set against my policy..

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny