So i went to school to see my test
Optimism - wishin' make you too content
And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
So i went home to study
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I knew for sure that my father was going to hell.
I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell
Got four underneath the old-school as well
I understand that it's hard to smile through hell
Been to hell before yeah i came back
Two times for the chicks with the right bag
Just to hear real music i went back to middle school
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool
I want to put my family through the same hell
‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well
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