This is a song about "Hay my name is dexter i ll send you back to second grade ooh does that hurt do you need a bandaid"

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

My name is great coz i really am great, as bad as you are all you always do is hate

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

And i'mma be back for you, the second that i blow

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I'll hurt you tell the jury and file another lawsuit that my mind is bout to fall through

Can she be this blind to the fact that i'm seriously hurt, my name is mud? and i stem from the dirt.

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Do you need to go back to school?

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

I think i need to stop, yall was hurt before second round

Cos then i drop the knowledge, send you back to the meiji

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy