[Chorus]
Well, I just wanna thank you (Thank you)
Well, I just wanna thank you (Thank you)
Well, I just wanna thank you (Thank you)
(I wanna thank you)
Well, I just wanna (Thank)
[Verse 1: eLZhi]
Maybe my name don't ring bells
You never knew my mom, but you pray her offspring fails
The only one you picked on outta class that you passed with a D-
If you think it's you then you should rewind this
'Cause as a kid I was mind-screwed
You came off in ways I found rude, with my spine glued
Directly to the back of the chair
And your vernacular just wasn't spectacular where
You were schoolin', in fact, you were there
Ridiculin' some sixth-grader
You left with mental issues he had to fix later
Could you tell he lived where the convicts cater addiction?
Across the street where they beefed out the latest friction
Awoken by the aftermath so he lack sleep (You)
Tryna stay awake in your class as a black sheep
But really, he's a G.O.A.T., and what he wrote on this track keep
People wonderin' what did you smoke
Was it crack? They sold the pack cheap
Those days, with your smug look, and your nose raised
Kinda while I'm goin' through my haircut and clothes phase
You're the reason why I never went to college
And why I skipped periods in high school (Thank you)
Instead, I hopped on my porch, searchin' for the Triforce in Hyrule
Smokin' regs with my nigga Phil, cookin' eggs
Write a rhyme, try to get between some legs
And it begs the question
What you see inside of me that made you angry?
And mad enough to hang me out to dry like a Hanes tee
Medium, what perspective did you see me from?
Young, Black kid from the hood, now look what he become
Well, I just wanna thank you (Thank you)
Well, I just wanna thank you (Thank you)
Well, I just wanna thank you (Thank you)
(I wanna thank you)
Well, I just wanna (Thank)
[Verse 1: eLZhi]
Maybe my name don't ring bells
You never knew my mom, but you pray her offspring fails
The only one you picked on outta class that you passed with a D-
If you think it's you then you should rewind this
'Cause as a kid I was mind-screwed
You came off in ways I found rude, with my spine glued
Directly to the back of the chair
And your vernacular just wasn't spectacular where
You were schoolin', in fact, you were there
Ridiculin' some sixth-grader
You left with mental issues he had to fix later
Could you tell he lived where the convicts cater addiction?
Across the street where they beefed out the latest friction
Awoken by the aftermath so he lack sleep (You)
Tryna stay awake in your class as a black sheep
But really, he's a G.O.A.T., and what he wrote on this track keep
People wonderin' what did you smoke
Was it crack? They sold the pack cheap
Those days, with your smug look, and your nose raised
Kinda while I'm goin' through my haircut and clothes phase
You're the reason why I never went to college
And why I skipped periods in high school (Thank you)
Instead, I hopped on my porch, searchin' for the Triforce in Hyrule
Smokin' regs with my nigga Phil, cookin' eggs
Write a rhyme, try to get between some legs
And it begs the question
What you see inside of me that made you angry?
And mad enough to hang me out to dry like a Hanes tee
Medium, what perspective did you see me from?
Young, Black kid from the hood, now look what he become
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