When suddenly some jock next to me said “Whole Lotta Trash” He and his Chad friends all laughed and dapped each other up. I was secretly furious, but I knew I was smarter and was always going to be one step ahead of them. I crossed my arms, smirked and proceeded to rap the entirety of Stop Breathing. At first the teacher was yelling at me to stop, but she eventually gave up and started nodding her head. When I finished, the classroom went silent, I could feel every set of eyes in the room staring at me. The jock scoffed and said “Okay you are a pretty good rapper, that was a pretty great verse, probably because some woke lyrical rapper like Eminem or Logic wrote it and not some mumble CRAPPER like Playboi Carti!” he said, laughing with his friends uncomfortably. I giggled knowing I had won. The giggle turned into i laugh, and soon I was maniacally cackling. I could see the smug faces of the Chads turn weary. I epically explained “That verse, THAT VERSE. That verse was not made by your God Eminem, nor Logic, nor Joyner Lucas. No, no no no NO!” I screamed, “That “amazing verse” was written by none other than PLAYBOI CARTI!” I paused to equip my vamp outfit and fangs, then wielded a menacing smile. “What album you ask? Why it was the album you just called trash. Yes, Chad, you’ve just admitted WLR is amazing. Consider yourself outsmarted, owned, and check mated!!” The jocks were left speechless, each of them with more tears running down their faces then the next. Suddenly I heard a clap, then another. Before I knew it everyone was giving me a standing ovation (even the teacher!) I stood up and bowed, i didn’t even care about the ♥♥♥♥ stains. My new fans were roaring with applause, and just when I thought it couldnt get better, it did. The principal had heard of the event and decided to put Shoota on the PA. The jock’s girlfriend of 3 years then approached me and begged to become my wifey. I got my final revenge as I looked at the jock and accepted my prize. Soon enough, the beat dropped and I had intercourse with Stacy right there as everyone applauded and asked to be next (even the Chads). I guess nice guys dont always finish last😏

F*ckers in school telling me, always in the barber shop Chief Keef ain’t bout this, Chief Keef ain’t bout that My boy a BD on f*cking Lamron and them He, he they say that n*gga don’t be putting in no work SHUT THE F*CK. UP! Y'all n*ggas ain’t know sh*t All ya motherf*ckers talk about Chief Keef ain’t no hitta Chief Keef ain’t this Chief Keef a fake SHUT THE F*CK UP Y'all don’t live with that n*gga Y'all know that n*gga got caught with a ratchet Shootin' at the police and sh*t N*gga been on probation since f*ckin, I don’t know when! Motherf*ckers stop f*cking playin' him like that Them n*ggas savages out there If I catch another motherf*cker talking sweet about Chief Keef I’m f*cking beating they ass! I’m not f*cking playing no more You know those n*ggas roll with Lil' Reese and them.