This is a song about "I don t do my biology homework"

I do this at my leisure

I am much better

Cut me off every time im talking

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Doctor said i was fine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I hated my stepfather, i still do,

I do damage with my razor

Or something that you paid for

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

You don;t thin anymore