The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school
I told myself that i would play it cool
Do you need to go back to school?
I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
The bus pulls up beside the school
With some hard new school instrumentals.
And my brains travel like yung berg jewels
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
They want me to concentrate in a camp
You’re on neon lights in my bank
I made a song at camp
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