[Verse 1]
Ma said "Wake up son, good morning"
I rolled outta bed, greeted mama with a yawn then
Paused to scratch an itch and went, down to the kitchen
Fixed a plate of eggs and bacon, glass of OJ Simpson
Just as I was about to dig in
thought jumped in my head, school was to be attended, [bad word] I payed my thoughts no attention
Cause I wasn't tryna kick it with this [bad word] that just ended it with me
But mama wasn't havin it, so I grabbed my bag
And split out the door and saw the [bad word] that I'd rather kick
It seems kinda brash but it's the hash, I mean the harsh [bad word] She runs [bad word]  she's the jock, I'm the horseshoe
She's gorgeous, when niggas see it jaws hit the floor so
When she left, it didn't break my heart it broke my torso
Making my eyes ache, stalking her MySpace
Posted a new pic, I mean it when I say, that I [bad word] hate you, but

[Verse 2]
Maybe if you looked in this direction
I'd pick my heart up off the floor and put it in my chest then
Feel the [bad word] [bad word] through my body
But you got a guy, it's not me, so my wrist is looking [bad word] on, let's cut the bull like a matador
You light me up like lamps a chance is all I'm really asking for
Give me one, I promise I'll be back for more
Most wanna tap and score, I want a fam of four
Not like a family of four, just like.. [bad word] it
You'll never listen to this [bad word] anyways, [bad word] you, [bad word] 
[Verse 3]
She said [bad word]  you rabid son of a Labrador"
But I'm attracted to you like teenyboppers to Apple stores
The basement light is darkened and the switchblade is sharpened
Her name on my arm and her face on a two percent carton
See her face while you're fixing your breakfast
And know she's in my basement, objecting to  with
Me murder spree, surges on with the next [bad word] Tombstones read RIP cause it's pieces they rest in