Rapping rule, back to school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
Iced out, okay cool
My friends were off at school
Bullies keep pickin on me
We got money to go get baby
Then i blow, i’ma close out the par
But he's bullied, bullies is what you cocks are,
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
While we going through the school
Can't deal with the fact that all the bullies are alive and well
Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel
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