She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
Over the whole head space saved for major
Teachers giving lectures
Talking of the gods you serve
Jesus saved u on the cross he was risen just to make your life,
Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise
That the teachers are giving us too much homework
Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt
Don't know her name those ain't really important
Teachers come to the door with a warrant
Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced
For real, how come the teachers of certain morals have failed
They always called me tripod in school, even the teachers be like
Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried
Accolades never to be saved
Ima lay it down and have myself a taste
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