This is a song about "Grammar school"

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Of propaganda so i ready myself to pop this grammar,

Alicia keys needs to improve her grammar

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

The thugs say i'm cool

Rapping rule, back to school

It was my first year in high school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Delivery and grammar,

While we going through the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

That's the sound of my tool

But now i'm in high school