Yo Im a young starter with rap so give me a break and cut me slack. ThanksDoin what I do, when I do, what I do bestNot like in school, when you gotta take a testYeah I mark down some answers and leave out the restDont get, too caught up, cause your mind they'll infestThey'll infest it with words that you've never heard beforeYour minds racin and pacin till you cant take no moreYeah, Your teacher yells "Stop!" but you run out the doorGoin as fast, as you can, but your legs are too soreJust don't understand why you need to learnEverything, is goin good till its your turnCause your teacher hates you, her respect you need to earnBut theres so many of em, like branches on a fernJust do good in school, and get good grades, why?Because you dont, wanna grow up, to be that guyIm talkin about the one, who sits at home and wants to dieAnd when you try to talk to him, he breaks up and he criesSo don't, do it for me, just do it for yourselfIts like a mental trophy on your imaginary shelfYou can be done, with feelin small, yeah feelin like an elfJust do good in school and live life for yourself