This is a song about "Not to be fucked with"

To toy with em like a fool. im so fucked up, you'd think i graduated from clown school,

I say okay, i stand up right away, because i do not break a rule

Not to sure but i know that's it's meant to be

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I drunken stumbled to the classroom, fucked up as can be

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Your supposed to be improving, not confusing,

How fucked up it can be,

But make sure if they do see

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

For you rapping is not meant to be

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

And if you not with us you'll be thinking where you weren't

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out

Every afternoon not wanting to be around