In the 90s...
[Verse 1:]
I said f** school
Not knowing it would affect me
Ignorance got me blinded
I'm hoping the world excepts me
But I'm nothing like the popular kids tho
Ese's don't f** around
Even the bloods & the crips know
My teacher & my principal
Needed to speak with moms
Hi miss gonzales, I'm sorry to call your job
And I'm sorry to inform you
But somethings been going on
I hate to say it
Alex been disobeying the law
He wears baggy pants
And he likes to write on the walls
And I seen em kissing different girls
Walking them thru the halls
My mother said hmm...
I'm sorry no comprende, no speak no ingles
Not knowing my bad attendance
I'm thinking f** it homie, I'm smoking till I collapse
Walking thru my apartments, I'm hearing the door slam
Look my mom, I'm really trying to help you understand
I wanna break rules and f** different women just like my dad
[Hook:]
Sometimes I like to chill homie
Sometimes I like to smoke
Sometimes I wish I never left school
Because all I do is graffiti & sell dope
Oh yeah, throw my neighborhood in the air
Like I don't care
Oh yeah, throw my neighborhood in the air
Like I don't care
[Verse 2:]
It was way too easy to skip cla**
The only thing I paid attention to was doing math
Something told me in the future
Gotta be alert
Thank god to the decimals
To help me move that work
It was f**ed up
When everyone graduated but me
Getting left behind
While people followed their dream
Will I become a hypocrite?
People blaming the government
Drug money & rubber bands
Knowing they gave us all a chance
But it was f**ed up
Smoking all the weed
f**ing b**hes who notice me
Who the f** do I wanna be
I'm nothing like my friends
Who went to jail last week
Some became drug addicts
And now they stuck on tweak
Most of the b**hes that I knew back then
They ain't pretty no more
Baby daddy's back in the pen
God damn man I should've never left school
I should've stayed the same kid
Quiet & respectful
[Hook]