Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
Im like joe montana im bout to throw
But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow
Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though
Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe
It´s the battle of life
... club, we'll be actin' real nice
Bored, so i'm packin' bowls / faster than the hands of an average joe
But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
Puffin' on stramonium. 'bout to go pro like joe and them/
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt
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