Gotta lotta stuff, fool
My friends were off at school
And finally, everyone got their own problems
After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.
Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,
Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples
No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Man i skip, school everyday, never learned a thing except how to run away,
Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way
It sucks when your competition aint much
Never agree with that message
Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks
Took her to the club bought her three more bottles
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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