Spitting spitballs back of the head
Kicking nerds in the bu*t till their cheeks turn red
Eyes glued to the clock so distracted
Don't really give a f** what my teacher said
Launching paper planes with wide ruled pages
How is it that forty minutes seems like ages?
Damn, five days a week
Pa**ing my time picking on geeks
Wedgie in the cla**room, swirlie in the bathroom
Better watch your a** when this bully come past you
Not known to be nice
Starting fights out by the racks made for the bikes
And I might take a fist to your face start to sh**e in your pants
You are frightened of damage I do with my hands
Like to be like Mike Tyson alright
Never met miss manners I'm mad impolite
This is life as the life of a math cla** clown
Turning smiles upside down
Curse words in the blanks of my scantron
8th grade rebel with a cause I am one
Got no fear of detention did I mention
One fight away from a permanent suspension
Get my kicks playing tricks on the bus
Cheat on every test just to get a D+ motherf**er