This is a song about "I was late for work"

Who the fuck is the academy i want a reward for all my hard work equal score

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

I'ma work for everything i have, never ask nobody for shit

I make a way for my people to see the light

I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

I don't think it will work out; school just ain't my thing for the price

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Running through my mind like i was late for class

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

At his funeral his mom was 9 days late,

But its to late maybe even for me

We the 93 chicago bulls baby