Verse 1:
And since I was a peewee I been pretty same same
'cept for maybe the weight gain and traveling via plane
I still a murder a break
I still a get in your face
I still be claiming LA like I just got jumped in a gang
It's a shame that same city school district the same
My father couldn't stand my school, now I feel the same way
I don't know what all that graduation stage shit about
But check me out
("Now I'm the mother fucker that you read about")
Crash units got replaced by gang injunctions and such
Education institutions like we been locked up
Security guards and police on campus to oversee us
Yo fuck security, we to hire more teachers
Fuck security, we need to hire art teachers
Fuck security, we need to hire brown teachers
Used to wait for pops to drop me off and be out
And no doubt
("Now I'm the mother fucker that you read about")
Verse 2:
And since before the radio was all about rap
Back when VH1 would look at rap like that shit a fad
Before a backpack was pegged another genre of rap
'cause where we from we pack a backpack to conceal our strap
Be in the cypher like what homie go straight off the top
Then travel all across the city tryna find me a knot
Be on a mission for (bleep) and they be playing me out, no doubt
("Now I'm the mother fucker that you read about")
Used to cuff my Ben Davis through a 40 inch waist
And I ain't playin', used to pull the waist way up past my waist
Double pocket chest, zipper way up high on my neck
The little monkey on my left
My belt buckle an S
And Cortez I grew out of my heart pump same
And when we die there ain't no fireworks or fucking parades
Back in the day, from crashing on my girlfriend's couch and now I'm out
("Now I'm the mother fucker that you read about")
