This is a song about "School and sick"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And even your friends at school.

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

We hang at school and chat every night

And this will be the song that we sing

And i'm sick of not sleeping,

Be ready to receive this written spit and get sick

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

People are getting sick and tired of just hearing me sick it,

I'll smash tracks and act sick

This a lil change trick