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see im just tryna rummage my self to class

but these faggots wont relax so i stuff em in the trash

then these teachers get brash with attitude

and lash out at the students for a question that someone asked

school sucks and the classes are all boring

the typical shit talker gets hid in lockers all morning

"your dope" i know its points that im scoring

hotter then an oven burnin hot nah im scorching

about as excited as a dentist locked in a candy store

scribbled rhymes on some paper because im really bored

teacher asked for my paper i said yeah, here sure.

but it was just another rhyme with a poor choice of words

not the average romantic guy that you see in dreams

im the type to take you to dinner and make you pay the fees

tell you it was an accident forgot my wallet purposely

whoops guess we all make mistakes right? hah not me