No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit
Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded
With some hard new school instrumentals.
That scary love, never get married love
Iced out, okay cool
See i learned it in school
While we going through the school
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
Putting down in different projects at the same damn time
I will try and promote this through my ability to write rhyme
But now i'm in high school
Then you look like a fucking fool
But policy was...you gotta go to school
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool
That's the sound of my tool
And even your friends at school.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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