There’s a house on
Marjorie Avenue
Where a boy is growing up
He’s learning about
Teachings of Jesus
Learning about love
He plays games
Faps to p#rnos of Tori Black
His Melee main
Will have you think
Maybe Peach ain’t so wack
Every week
A boy at his house takes piano lesson
At this time
He don’t see
In the future
It’ll be a blessing
When he records this
Very song that you are hearing
The fact that he might
Not make varsity on the team
Is the only thing hе is fearing
Some peoplе shouldn’t like him
But those same exact people
Lowkey be cheering
For him, his future
And livelihood
He got it good
More good than
The good of average
Simple teenager
Basketball
Girls
And video games
Are his main passion
Even Uncle Wong
Couldn’t instill in him
A desire to grow up
To be a lawyer or a doctor
Awkward and shy
But he’ll grow up to be
One hell of a smooth talker
A boy is growing
And getting older
He’s oblivious to the fact
That he’s actually carrying
The weight of a lineage
On both his back and skinny shoulders
Flynn Ryder got a smolder
Well for him..
He’s got a sh#t eating grin
Jawbone and chin
That’ll make Crimson Chin
Feel like
Wanda cheating on Cosmo
With Wandisimo
Isn’t such a sin
Racking up wins
When it comes to
Playing Double Dash
Breaks stereotypes
In that he loves rap
Fulfills stereotypes
In that he’s really good at math
Loves the friends he has
And the Lim sisters that
Live couple of houses down
Digs Nujabes
So it makes sense why
The music he makes today
Got the Nujabes sound
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