This is a song about "Report"

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

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Look at my report card, it is apparent

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

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

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

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

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

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

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