This is a song about "Report"

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

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

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

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

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

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

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...

Look at my report card, it is apparent

Fuck you if you feelin' different