Finish high school, study for physics
And now your best friend's having kids
Task force tried to hit us for our dope
New canvas she need a new stroke
When im waiting for mealtime at school
No david lettermans acting a fool
Putting up with 5 days of school only to live it for the week,
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint
And i'm startin' to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure
She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature
Rapping rule, back to school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
Don't try to hate on dope
Ever since then i had no job
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