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]