This is a song about "Maintenance report"

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

Look at my report card, it is apparent

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Then call me up cuz im maintenance,

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

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

We living good all of us, we winning, that's obvious

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