Elementary

By J 40

On Malcolm X

Released on April 24, 2025

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[PART I]

(What are you doing step-bro?)


[Verse one: J 40]

Mhmm Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Everyday I wake up to the same bullshit

Elementary I'ma learn my elements

Lemme tell you somethin' elementary

(Yeah lemme tell a somethin')

Who's fault is this

Who's fault is this why this happening to me

Everyday thoughts everyday I see

Name one thing I can't go back to

Sumn on da rap sheet that I cannot combat to

Elementary, sad days, elementary Bad days

Elementary, evеryday

Im stuck in my ways, every day

Niggas was buggin evеry day couldn't get a break

20's came and i should've passed away

Shut ya ass up you talk e'ery fuckin day

Favorite thing to eat was that salad chick-fa-la

Elementary

Elementary

Elementary

Elementary

Only thing i could remember is playing with my brudda

Whole world collapsed if i was under the weatha

Yall caused this, life gets dumber and number

[PART II]


[Verse one: A 30]

Life craziest when my mom wept made me feel all dead like a tv show when it end

Deep 'til you reach my torso and shed

I'm the moth to the flame and the flame is the way

I guess my sense wasn't made

Point taken in bed I fucking hate all the red

The blood painting the sheet the fucking feeling of creeps toke light its fate

Im a man but it can wait

Roll up to the pangeant dick tied to my waist

Dad hating with haist ate the game with the paist

J 40 my friend for some fucking shit

Met him while I was like nine facing neglect

Downed beer at thirteen that shit was a morphine

Orphan hop hope on this beat making queers flick the bean

'Til its sporsin

Vowing the portion of a white fa-mi-ly back in man-hatty that fatty ate a triple deluxe patty

A 30 what not

Fat bitches white knot

Obama suck my cock

You fucking cum sock voe is on top


[Verse two:A 30]

Morbid obese kid eating orbeez

Forsee the shadowing end of a lot

Nazi all dead with a rifle

I'll cycle through the dick of a blob (shit after a week my body would rot)

Crazy that hitter

Im A 30 see deficite

Rise on my cock and dip

Hating perfect kids

Like what do you excuse for mister

No ill parents ready to blister

Every thing I hate came from I

Annoying as is let me die

Plead 'til my knees shattered

Ratter ratted on his masters

I dont want this basic life

If I dont pass this system

Risk em no life after

Disasters, can't focus in school means no masters

And if i can't deal with it i got no luck, (shit this school systems fucking fucked me up)

Wait my mama can't job

Cause of injury faggots soft

You won't pay

Wait whatchu mean we only got Six K

Its fucked?

Can I do anything about suck my cock? motherfucka lives off rocks

And I guess we rolled our luck

Made us go back to the rags

While these fags living off of our misery

Hopefully they dive right back into pivotry

Aye the yolk making brokies die symmetry

Like we back in elementary

Riding the cycle

Hand tied on his back then crack

A30 shits racked managers kill but voe attacks you faggot

(Fuck)