February cold as my heart
Every kid in the school yard
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
Iced out, okay cool
My friends were off at school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
The bus pulls up beside the school
That high school sounded cool
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
And even your friends at school.
The thugs say i'm cool
That racks on racks so motherfucking fool
Because i'm the best writer in school,
Rapping rule, back to school
That's the sound of my tool
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