This is a song about "Maintenance report"

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

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

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

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

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Look at my report card, it is apparent

Then call me up cuz im maintenance,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

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...