This is a song about "Wannabe rap that i appropriate for school"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

But when i go back into that lingering school i'm a loser,

I don't have to write a rap for you to recognize that

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

But she forgot about the golden rule

When im waiting for mealtime at school

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Distractin' half of the crap rap wannabe rappers, mad reactions,

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

I won't apologize for writing a sad rap,

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Cause that rap ain't gotta be for fun

I was born to rap, i was born for that

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

I run shit, it happens that for rap i have some gift