[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I don't want with no lying ho
What she know about now
My whole school wanna burn me down
I wanna burn my whole school down
I been had a dream for about five week now
I got eight cla**es, got a bunch of ho a** teachers
No, none of 'em support my pa**ion
Rap ain't talent, rap ain't talent
Rap rap rap, rap ain't talent
Yea yo, that rap ain't talent
I'mma be the best motherf**ing thing that happened
To the whole world, hole in the wall
Ho t**ng all on the wall
How the f** did I end up in Jah Jah
Got a brand new bag and [?]
You waited for that motherf**er, two segal
Soon one of you n***as gonna tick me off
Please flick me off
I'mma run up in the principal's office and have a wife just beat me off
Y'all eat my salad like I'm six years old
Like motherf**er lick my toe
My school summoned something they can't control
Seventeen years old, middle finger to your soul
[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
I'm gonna burn this b**h down
My life keeps turning round
k** me
k** me
k** me
f**ing k** me
k** me
k** me
k** me
f**ing k** me
[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
Don't worry if I'm cold or not
You ain't bring the pot now
I'm standing in the parking lot
My hands are freezing, season's hot
Jesus need to see the boy
'Fore I break out that niner, boy
Changing for no reason, boy
My principal gon' k** me
My teacher said ain't no skipping, boy
But I'mma skip the f**ing knife and grab the heater, leave a boy-
On the ground bleeding boy
I'm screaming, boy
k**ing for no reason boy
See what the f** done happened when you left me with them negros, boy
k** em boy
[Bridge]
k** 'em then I wrap em up
f** you think I'm rapping for
Making f**ing cla**ics for it, this ain't no f**ing album cuh
Walking down the halls and sh**, I am too advent for this
You are too advent for this, all of us too advent for this
Red on the wall, burning motherf**ers down
See me winging sh** for now, In case I gotta get loud
Ya'll know why we have it now
Quit playing with your time
Put the Glock to my dome
See me, see me, see me, gone
*gunshots*
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Ameer Vann]
It's just that simple
Bought a black trench coat
Started blasting rounds into crowds of students
Counted truant, but I wasn't
Smoking blunts, I was discussing with the devil
If I do it, would you love me more
Cut into these f**ing who*es
With them hollow points that I was looking for
Satisfy this thirst for gore
Lettuce tearing through their f**ing lungs
As my hatred bubbles up
I grab a gun, attach a drum and have some fun with guts and blood
Snap, now I'm the coldest kid
Mrs. Teacher b**h, you about to get your throat unzipped
What's worse than the lonely kid with more loads of loaded clips than friends
No common sense and half of mine to tear you all to strips
I'm off the sh**s
I don't even feel compa**ion
I'mma tell you f**ers now you ain't gon' make it to your cla**es
Kicked in the door and started blastin'
Everbody's screaming, nobody knowing what's happenin'
And then this tec reminds me
The cops and feds won't find me
If I press it to my f**ing head
Taste a bit of searing lead
I wonder how the cops decide to handle suicides, G