This is a song about "Fuck this place"

I'm walking down this cold and lonely ghastly place

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Stunned crimes are the slowest get in this raining criminal place!/

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

I'm done with this diss, no face to save in this place,

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

No fuck-ing rules gonna stand in our way of a cor-rect place,

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

I told them keep picking on me imma run this place

Not only had the fiend died

No greatness no place on this site

Don't like school, i hate this place

Yeah hail mary full of grace

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Stunned crimes are the slowest get in this rainin criminal place!