I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders
He could regain some of his rights that’s why he went for a lot of fights with teachers
No longer the person teachers adore
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
Board of administration, yeah we here to stay
Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady
Teachers said that i was lazy
I mean look at my features, educated my teachers
Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures
And all these teachers treat us like some fools
Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules
Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,
Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
You ain't gay, yo a lesbian
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