This is a song about "Report"

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

The day before is better than the present

Look at my report card, it is apparent

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

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

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

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard