it's the new school

Ay,Ay it's your boy khy,they use to call me fry,I look at the sky,and i'm wearing a tie, and i'm like why,all the time I rhyme found me that make me a G,I got a bed,I found a person dead,I got a lot of bread, I went to the fed,I found my friend zed, my teacher said I always led,I look he died he was fried he always lied but he tried one time he was pied