Orientation

High school dropout Ian hanging with the flunkies
Only smoke herb I don't fuck with shit that's Muddy
Tryna write these raps until they turn into some money
At my coronation bitches though that shit was funny
I don't need a stick to make a situation bloody
I just heard the police sirens gomme running

Still thinking bout the school coming for my neck
Ian wanna learn I just wanna chase the bread
But they act like obedience is equal to respect
Had to get the fuck away I gotta fucked up head
Like the time they tried to get my ass with terroristic threats
Not a street kid verified everytime they check
But my name come up now their vision turning red
Not involved in the fight but the cops had to press
Can't touch school grounds or I'm risking arrest
Like bitch I left you can give it a rest