Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living
Once their was a boy who felt like a king,
It’s me, makavelia.k.a tha don of this whole clique
She was popular, but i was shy and meek. a boy viewed as weak.
True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad
Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back
Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix
The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.
When i was reading a heathen his rites
Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites
I remember, i remember when i was a snot nose
No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose
Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel
Coz he was a bad boy,maybe i'm not so well
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