This is a song about "Put my squad on my back like im wearing me"

When i put my tongue on automatic im the first in the draft pick

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

I put my shoes and jacket on and get my schoolbag on my back

Hold my tears i tried my best

Put your head on my chest

I put my raps on vine,

You reflect in this heart of mine

And put the pieces back together my way

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Put that shit back on my shelf, started up dumb it down,

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Im sorry did i stutter bring me my cash back, i'll commit suicide still write my own shit