Mr. Keebler

Hahaha
Whole lot of gang shit, for real, fuck is you talking about haha
Yo Maria where my hug at?
(Um, no)
Nah where my hug at!
(Get away from me, Justin)
Shit alright
Hahahaha!
Fuck is you looking at? Ugly ahh
Nah I'm fucking with you, dap me up young blood
(Umm, what's crackalacking?)
Crackalacking?
First off, I ain't with that crip shit
And I ain't ever lacking
We on that crip killer shit

Justin! Get out of class
And stop with this nonsense

What's your problem?
You cripping?!

Listen, I don't know what a crip killer is
But if it threatens the safety of our students here at Mariner high, they will not be walking Through those front doors



Credits
Writer(s): Stanley Scollard
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