[Chorus]

Ay

I believe in Jesus, I don't about you, (I don't know about you)

So get yourself ready, for morbius two, (for morbius two)

Writing problems on the board, and I use a calculator, (I use a calculator)

Put em' under the ground, he's a denominator. (he's a denominator)

[Verse 1]

Yea you know I'm tough, yea you know I'm rough, yea you know I do math problems thats tuff

But what you gon' do? When it ain't enough

Call me Juice WRLD way I'm cuffed

You would like to show me, in the show and tell

Well you don't know me, oh well

I'm waiting for the bell, there it is

Where is it? There is it, call me a taxi, I carry shit

Know we all sad, now I'm wearing it

Oh I got rich, now your caring bitch?

Call me a pistol I'm Pete Maravitch

Got me some clothes, now your staring bitch?

Jk, that's all in the future... right now I'm not very rich

I be sweet, like a cherry tree

Bill of Bars, February 19th

Fast forward to August 18th, starting 8th grade in only a week

Real one's know that I'm excited

Carry the class, leave you delighted

Sadly we lost a few guys like Josiah

I can sing just like Mariah

Carry, know that I really am scary

Catch it and shoot it, call me Jaxon Perry

Punch your tooth out, I ain't the tooth fairy

I'm in the west, you can call me Jerry

Listen girl, I know you wanna get married

Kill the competition, leave em buried

McLaren, Macclurin, the second one it start with Terry

Yea Macclurin, yall be boring, I be snoring

Imma floor it

Just so I'm real and yall need more of it

Give me a drink, I'm porin'

Give me the rock, I'm scorin'

This is yall final warnin'

Pray to Jesus I wake up in the morning

[Chorus]

I believe in Jesus, I don't about you, (I don't know about you)

So get yourself ready, for morbius two, (for morbius two)

Writing problems on the board, and I use a calculator, (I use a calculator)

Put em' under the ground, he's a denominator. (he's a denominator)

[Verse 2]

Something smells fishy, and I feel itchy

My bones feel squishy, what's that?

It's a doctor named Missy

I ask her what happened, she's says I've been in a coma for over twenty years

Just seems a bit iffy, so I hop out the bed, and take a look at the city

Says, "Welcome to Mississippi, welcomed to you by the committee."

In my head I was saying, "Really?" Now I feel just a lil dizzy

I go up to the desk, this girl is really pretty

Ask her the year, she said, "Twenty fifty."

I hear the name Cam, turn around and it's iffy

But it's my brother, he go by Jimmy

He says, "Let's go, we gotta stop Billy." I said, "Bro your acting silly. Just calm down, go eat your chilly."

He says, "We gotta now, and if don't we don't. We'll all be dead."

I said, "Stop, you're wrong, it's just a code red."

But then I bumped my head, It was all just a dream

Woke up in my bed, with cold feet

Wondering what would happen, to me

If I just stayed in that dream

After all it was twenty fifty, and we were in Mississippi

Morbius two, now I feel a little sick

Went back to bed, cause it's only six