This is a song about "Learning french at branton junior high"

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

These french pancakes give me the crepes

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Get 420 to rhyme wicked lines while he's at home getting high

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

High offa glue you see its quite a view to see at the sea couldn't of done this

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Flying through the streets at a high risk to society,

You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

So i hope you learning

Straight g thing, double m g thing