You gotta pay homage in order to get paid
Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
You mothers still in grade school i got a degree
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus
I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade
Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid
In the seventh grade, classmates considered me gay, what?
Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck
It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate
I've been doing this shit so fine since i rhymed up in sixth grade,
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