[Produced by 3Point]
[People Singing Happy Birthday]
1995
Yeah Yeah
The indegestion
Musical questions causin the guessin
Improper propositions gone missing behind the desk
My compositon getting thick from writing from my chest
I had some tough times but not I'm seeking for the best
My mother raised me so well
Taught me things my pops couldn't do
Like how to be a man and choose my friends in school
Growing up I was an odd individual..
Couldn't sit still and focus
But now I'm counting residuals
f** all my teachers
They would mentally mistreat us saying..
I won't amount to sh** but now I'm on my college sh**
Getting brain like scholarships
Became an intellectual
Studied the textual and now my mind is out of it
Open my eye and sail thru my mind
As I find all the thoughts I've ever gathered inside
I know that Im a weirdo but I really don't care though
This is 1995 you won't see me next year though..
You won't see me next year though
You won't see me next year
Yeah Yeah..
95