Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor
While we going through the school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
Then you look like a fucking fool
My friends were off at school
That racks on racks so motherfucking fool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
But policy was...you gotta go to school
I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule
So next time i come, i'll bring you one
Middle school was finally done
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
Rapping rule, back to school
That was till she chose a school
The thugs say i'm cool
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