Himbo high school

[Intro]
Smoking crack is a constitutional right

[Verse 1: Sluds]
I pull up to Himbo High School and I fail all my fucking classes
You are so slow and retarded I think you move like molasses
I have a huge fucking chunk of obsidian in my hands I got some igneous masses
If you're not fucking careful I will cremate you early and make you into ashes
That bitch got a huge ass, yeah she got some humongous glutes
9 plus 10 does not fucking equal 21, that shit does not compute!
If you're too fucking pussy to talk to me I will just assume you are mute
This bitch has saxophones, tubas, clarinets, oboes and the flute

[Verse 2]
Cooking ketamine on the stove top
Catch your ass lacking in the Bass Pro Shop
That bitch typing out a fucking essay in my DMs, I don't care bitch, I won't read it, I'm too busy sucking penis, ay
Boy, I'm at band practice, play the alto sax
Look at my bank account like damn, I made all those racks
Bands on me like I did not invest in crypto
We run up and, like a Twitch stream, you get clipped, hoe

[Verse 3: Quare]
I might catch your ass lacking at the Ford dealership (Ay!)
Then I cop a car and I drive, yeah I steer that bitch ([?] drives)
I almost didn't hit, it was close, yeah, I nearly missed (Real close)
Have I fucked your bitch? Was that her? Damn, I fear I did
On some Queer Eye shit, the way that I am gay, ay
Blow your head off, and I lay your corpse there to lay, ay
Sluds motherfuckers be like "Monkey is a straight A" (What the fuck did he mean?)
I might stab you with a needle that I found in a haystack
Maybach, I don't have one, but I hit one
Then I had to pay for the fees, it was a shit ton
I do not have money at all, yeah I get none
I do not have bitches at all, yeah I get none (Zero)
I might blow my head up with a really, really, really big bomb
Come here, I have a secret, let me show you my sick bomb, ay
Flick my wrist, showing off my new arm bomb
I might start World War III, I just got a brand new Tsar Bomb

[Outro]
You can't be fucking serious