This is a song about "Loving our singing school"

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Or the way u live, like everyday is the fuckin end, (singing)

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

Learn to go over what you rapping, the point of a battle is to project your thoughts

Skipped school for public battles, to see our local mc to spit on sidewalks//

This is my ambition

Singing and swinging been

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

The sick fuck drags her into his car, driving home singing,

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

So everybody in the crowd will know you’re singing tonight,

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing