It was my first year in high school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers
Already my first step, my rhythm dramatically curves,
Too much percussion and bass when i take beats
My first victim, i preyed on her for weeks.
Knock out the first fag that comes with my punch lines
I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types
And my first kiss was with you
Dear sweetheart, wassup boo
I should've been a dentist
Hit you first on my hit list,
Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces
Baseball is my first love
Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black
Now im ready for my first track
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