Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
It sucked for this coward kid
Or who did, cause i did
I'm a poor white kid, got beat up everyday but stayed in school,
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
You're buying though cuz i'm really kinda fucking poor
Lobsters and shrimp im good
Fuck you and ya' attendance kid,
I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
Is what i would say because i was poor
No david lettermans acting a fool
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