This is a song about "Report"

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Look at my report card, it is apparent

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

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

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...

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