While we going through the school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
And even your friends at school.
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
The thugs say i'm cool
But now i'm in high school
That i wanna stay in the same school
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
But she forgot about the golden rule
Because i'm the best writer in school,
Every kid in the school yard
The vacancy that sat in my heart
I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head
When that banga on ya head, and u high on the med
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