I graduated from a Catholic school
Where most of the kids don't even think rapping is cool but
I did what I do and let the rest skip to the lou
Cuz I'm knowin' how I'm flowin' I'mma get to this loot
I strolled down the hallway, with a long face. I hated the long days where cla**es were all gay
Dapping up ids that I barely know now, things done changed but I don't know how
It's only been three months, seems like forever ago
We all started off together, go together we don't
Graduates separate but together we make the cla** of Twenty Eleven they said we better be great
Ever since the diaper days I've been ahead of the race
Don't know how to stop, they never educated my brakes
Going full speed ahead with no direction, its hard to see I think my eyesight's wrecked son
I've been high so high on the high five spectrum, like my oh my, McFly's what comes out your rectum
In other words I'm the sh**, but it always hasn't been like this
Look at it as a personal gift, from God himself so for him and the kids, I'm dedicating every verse that I spit
I get inspired to write, in the midst of the night cuz all these rappers on bikes are tryna shoot down my flight but
It's not going as planned, cuz this mans got fans in advance from San Fran to Japan
Arms so strong I leave Lance in a trance. Waiting on my failure? Cancel your plans
I enhance my romance with the thing that makes people dance, it's called music, you should give it a chance
Put your ears in a stance where they can give me a chance and you'll be sweating out your glands from where you stand to France
So here's a quick tale of how I opposite of failed. If you work off your tail then it often prevails
Trust me, I've been there, went there and back again. You haven't heard about "The Kid" yet? Then you should ask a friend!
R is for the respect that I earn from the referee, Two E's consecutively? Effortless energy
S is for the s** icon that I'll become and the third E is for excellence I'll leave when I'm done
Now I'm bout to break down the McFly acronym, Most Commonly Feared Lyricist Yet
Everything I just said went over your head sped but what the heck you expect
When protecting your neck and repping your set, is what's getting you respect? Ya dig?
Everything that I be spitting nothing less than sick, check my rhetoric
Because I'm wrecking this kids and if they're holding the election then I'm betting I win
It's story time kids, open up your ears
We're only gonna benefit from helping our peers cuz we're only on the Earth for X number of years
And it ain't helping that everything we remember is tears
It ain't our fault, that the economy's down cuz we're just a bunch of kids and all we know is our town
So stop punishing us for things we barely control, if hip hop is a drug than I'll be marrying dope
I live this sh**, I need it, I love it
I'm bleeding this subject so you can catch me speaking in public, preaching and bluffing all about what the people discussing
Be my guest, I dare you to please interrupt it
Got something powerful? I'm eager to hear it
And when I pa**, I'll release my spirit through these lyrics
They tell I'm the best and I know this man, but most things in life I just...(really don't Understand)
The name's Reese McFly and I'm the rap sicko
Catching everybody sleeping but I ain't a pillow
Your boyfriend's a scrub, kinda like Brillo
And my future's brighter than the color Amarillo
So hold up, take a second just to think about it
If you know my name then stand up and proudly shout it
Uh, you know "The Kid" is bout it bout it, people tell me I'm nice and others say they doubt it
So I add them to the list that I have to prove wrong, working on the things that I need to improve wrong
Tryna get this rap thing to take me to Hollywood, the girls call me milk because I do their body good