This is a song about "Go to sadie with sarah"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Go to hospital healthy and walk out with fractures,

Christ. did she go to elementary with jesus?

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Pay my dues, go to school, pierce the game with verbal knives

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Up in the sadie hawkins turn the punch to a concoction

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

See mixin with random lyyrics is the way to go

Great philosophers amongst saladin with no place to go,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though