Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,
So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap
Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
Party all the time listen i'm da baddest in school the
Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera
Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,
I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though
Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper
Patching the hole you tore in rap with your whack beats and swagger
Wake da fuck up,solder!tonight we'll have dinner in hell!
Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell
Got ma head in da books
I flash smiles at the mean looks
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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