(Prod. By Sani)

[Verse 1]

Ding, Ding, the bell rings so the class over

Been getting love for the past eight days

By some chicks who were jews so Ima assume that it was passover

Wait, scratch that line, I'm back with a nine to fire

I'm tryna get hired at a nine to five, Im tryna survive

Tryna retire titles of loser and broke nigga

Ay catch me spitting a bar about chasing my dreams with shots of some hope nigga

Down yo dreams, they try to shoot with a scope

The sliest cooper approach, yeah my english is broke nigga

Well not really, well maybe for a bar or so

But on the real these niggas is snaking, they dirty, guard the soap

(I say these niggas is snaking , they dirty, guard the soap)

[Verse 2]

Yo What's popping , what's good, what up baby how you livin

Im from that side of town your favorite rapper rides around

Naw baby what Im doing ain't easy my reputations proceeds me

I've been known to eat up these beats, of course this

Beat is by Sani, cooler than frozen Dasani

Making greatness is my hobby, true

I might be, after the cheese but if you hating on me

Please go Cheddar Bob to yo dome please

C'mon please, do it just because Im better than you

Told to be humble but never mumble when telling the truth

Im right in, front of the throne ready to cop a squat

Gimme my props or drop, Im

Far from common, start calling me by my proper noun

Got my own equipment so now a nigga proper now

Rhyming hot peppers, you rock high top Sketchers

You weak, lie on a stretcher, you couldn't see my potential that blind guy off Becker

You see you Jakes finna meet yo Fin, cuz Im doper than a kilo

Lowkey, AO, play this on your keyboard

Damn, yall ain't even tryna rhyme but this hypebeast wouldn't even mind

[Outro]

True, If yall kept giving them wackness, see me I take the time and practice

Boi, I wish yall were on another planet that was destroyed by Galactus, boi

Then maybe I could do my thing, and spit these raps or some like that...