This is a song about "Maintenance report"

The day before is better than the present

Look at my report card, it is apparent

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

You never saw us. i'll bust your ass if you dare report us.

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

But forget the star’s report card dog, so what its shit,

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Yeah they seen my report card but they've yet to hear my rapping ah...

Then call me up cuz im maintenance,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards