[Intro]
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Dipping fast, typical, sick of being critical

[Verse 1]
A little itch and a scratch on the CDs
Not on TV, rappers can’t see me
Stop wishing on these fucking stupid ass genies
Real ~ I ain't even act cheesy
Raps steezy
Record on the Mac Beanie Im the truth
Music true as crack Yeezy, cracking games down the middle
Then you pack it let it sizzle on the griddle
Swallow skittles just to freshen up the breath a little
Im scared of death a little
Dont wan to have to leave and wonder if I left a little
And I think I’m going dead a little
Not upset, Im just stressed a little
Maybe depressed a little
And I smoke a little, Ses a little
So what?
The flow still nuts, the mind in donuts
When Im gone of the haze
Remember the days
Remember the days
[Hook]
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Dipping fast typical, sick of being critical
A little itch and little scratch

[Verse 2]
Rolling up swishers was a daily occurrence
‘Cuz sometimes I feel like I don’t keep up with the currents
Trying to ~ I feel like Im stuck in the loop
You’re everything to me but Im nothing to you
Lost the only fucking girl that I cared about
So don’t ask me about my whereabouts
Im looking in the mirror and Im staring him down
I want to fucking tear it down

[Hook]
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Sitting in class, words in my head, bricks in the glass, I’m kicking ass
Dipping fast typical, sick of being critical
A little itch and little scratch