This is a song about "Maintenance report"

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Look at my report card, it is apparent

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

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

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

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

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

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

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

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

And the v12, that's on various trips

Then call me up cuz im maintenance,

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

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