This is a song about "Im sorry i did bad this year in school i will try my hardest this year but i need your hep"

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

The year is twenty-ten and i need a saw

I will try and promote this through my ability to write rhyme

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

I traveled a light year in a minute

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Pimp of the year i could smack your father

Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander

In high school i met this girl, she really changed my life

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I do this day to day year by year its a life style

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

But im still here, no fear, living veer in this sphere, i didnt stear this year so

Because this year a son was born this year that will bring light and take out the fear

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year