We was high school peers, in junior high
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
If a period is late then i will mark it with a question
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
And you down, hold it down for my nigga them
21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase
I"m the designated driver
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though
Walk amongst the shadow with the voice that i follow
I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend
"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"
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