This is a song about "Kyle xy"

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

In my quest for deftness, i chose to sign-

Lady g, willy b in time

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

I see the world through different views, my crop pick,

And i’m never slowing up, but i’m never in a rush

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

See you was there every year when i needed you

Let's hear something original through and through.

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Ill put a spear through your chest and have hutch do the rest,