Im tired, of all dis shyt in my life
So I pick up pad, a pen nd a mic
Should I start over, am I livin it righ
In school Gettin suspended for fights
mostly wit crackers see,
I think dey after me
Wen I see’em,’ some give me a mugg ,
lyke dey madd at me
“yu gotta a problem b, it dere suttin yu wunna say.?”
I wunna tell’em dat shyt buh,
its always miss thang comin
A racist white who says nuffin ta blacks
If it wuttin for dat,
I woulda been pulled my knuckles at cats
Buh imma catch’em after skool,
fukk da masters rules
Imma stand for my shyt, I gets punked by no one.!
IMMA STAND!
