Take that big l for skipping school
Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
You can't face th' brutal honest
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
For nother rap battle
This bag is from seattle
I won't apologize for writing a sad rap,
I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
My foster father says devan, wake up for school
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
Distractin' half of the crap rap wannabe rappers, mad reactions,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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