This is a song about "Gross domestic product per capita gross domestic product unemployment rate consumer price index and inflation rate"

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

It wasn't rate, and it wasn't fate,

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Flow so gross i infect hosts just from when i breathe

My lyrics will be getting a 100% rate

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

It's sad to see this tragedy of divides and the rate of crime,

Higher than my absentee rate

We both had dreams of being great

Oh gross! she just had her period

Lord forbid, for the good kid

She payed me at a steady rate,

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

I'm 5'8 (five eight), responsible for increasing crime rate.