[Verse 1: Student 1]

Uh, bar bar rhyme a dozen

You do it I do a bakers and then your cousin

I'm the baker I'm the chef on the floor

Sent food for the thought in my Toyota with a door dent

Live with it or should I fix it for a grand?

You recommend the latter I don't understand

Back back it up ya bickering and bantering

I ban to an incredible extent upon demand

I'm da man, you manning mediocrity's epitome

The pit of me tummy rumble try to get rid of me

Never happening, you make me laugh though

Followed by the tirading vibrating afro

Having ass dude, rap crass, rude

Crap, pass gas, I'm half past crude

Cause is because I got it all on them

Closed minded, can't dream, small on REM

Ball like Paul Wall talks on gem

Crawling like a caterpillar in the whip, brudda

Rolling up the mountain at the top tip, brudda

Mister mollywater take you on a trip, brudda

Bruh bruh, back in the memos where you should be

Proofread, tweak and come back, I'll be waiting

On the other side, slacking on me work

Mediocre missioning, my laziness the knee jerk

Haze where we lurk, but the duty call

When it do answer promise you gonna ball

Crossover through the legs, his to be exact

Existing as the exit opener for those I'm hooping on

And hopping over happily, hope you leave the premises

Promises to drop disobedient nemesis

Number 1 and number 2, if they ever exist

X this boo boo out the damn nexus

Heyyy