–O’Shea! O’Shea! Get your a** in here, boy You hear me calling you? O’Shea!–
When I was young I used to hang with the seventh graders
Little bad motherf**er playing Space Invaders
f**ing with the girls in the fourth grade
Either feeling on they bu*ts or pulling on they braids
Walking with the schoolhouse bully
By doing that, I had a lot of pull, G
Cheating on tests, making a mess
Cussing like a sailor at recess
It must a been a half moon
Cause you’ll catch me running out the little girls’ bathroom
Chewing on Good and Plenties
Got my gamble on at lunch pitching pennies
Yo I was living like the cla** clown
Pulling all the hokes, making all the jokes man
When you young it’s hard to see
That it’s wrong throwing rocks at the RTD
Popping out your window with a BB gun
Better yet knocking on your door and run
Playing hide-and-go-get-it for a little stank
Even though I was still shooting blanks
As soon as the dark hit
I was stealing candy out the corner market
Until I got my a** whipped
Cause I was ten years old, doing dumb sh**
Thirteen, that’s how old I was
When my jimmy started getting a little peach fuzz
And I was looking at any bu*t and a**
Me and my homies started cutting cla**
Going up to the high school
Looking for any b**h I could lie to
Tell em I was older than I really was
Smoked my first joint and got really buzzed
That’s what a mack’s made of
But when I got my first piece of p**y I fell in love
Hard as a rock the long way
And then I put the rubber on the wrong way
But I still gotta have it
Overexcited and f**ing like a jackrabbit
Goddamn I was hype
A virgin but I still knew how to lay the pipe
Even though the ho worked me
I still knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
Then the sh** got strange, money
I started shaking and jimmy felt funny
Then the nut came gushing
I jumped up got dressed and start pushing
Cause I thought the b**h broke my dick
Cause I was still young doing dumb sh**
At 17 got my first Volkswagen
And mastered the life-long art of dragging
To the women in college
Hung out with the OG’s and got some street knowledge
Breaking in cars and all that
Hitting punk fools with a baseball bat
f**ing at a real fast rate
Til they said that I might not graduate
Then I said, “f** the dumb sh**
Cause Pops’ll f** me up quick
If things continue.”
So I start rapping about sh** I been through
And I got real good
Now I look at all the kids in the neighborhood
Trying to be baby macks
Doing sh** that I did seven years back
Going through a stage
But before they can grow up they on the front page
And they moms is having a fit
Cause they died young, doing dumb sh**