K. Flay - Paper planes & spitballs lyrics

Spitting spitballs back of the head Kicking nerds in the bu*t till their cheeks turn red Eyes glued to the clock so distracted Don't really give a f** what my teacher said Launching paper planes with wide ruled pages How is it that forty minutes seems like ages? Damn, five days a week Pa**ing my time picking on geeks Wedgie in the cla**room, swirlie in the bathroom Better watch your a** when this bully come past you Not known to be nice Starting fights out by the racks made for the bikes And I might take a fist to your face start to sh**e in your pants You are frightened of damage I do with my hands Like to be like Mike Tyson alright Never met miss manners I'm mad impolite This is life as the life of a math cla** clown Turning smiles upside down Curse words in the blanks of my scantron 8th grade rebel with a cause I am one Got no fear of detention did I mention One fight away from a permanent suspension Get my kicks playing tricks on the bus Cheat on every test just to get a D+ motherf**er