This is a song about "Report"

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Look at my report card, it is apparent

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

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

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

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

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

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

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that