I allways paid attention at school,
Never broke any rules,
Kept myself to myself and my head in my shoes,
Did all of my homework and everyday whenever my phone worked,
I would call on my homeboys and get picked on by known jerks,
But one day I decided that I'd have things my own way,
And do what I wanted to do way back in third grade,
And teach those motherfuckin' suckers with no feelings,
What it really feels like-to get hooked up to the ceiling,
And laughed at-by everyone that happens to pass by,
What hurts me the most is no one stopped just to ask "why?",
I'm sick and tired of lookin at people and thinkin' -'I want to be them',
Finally got my chance but not allowed out at weekends,
So I stopped, my grades flopped and I dropped all my dreamin',
Focused my life-on retribution and scheming,
(That's in part two that will fol-low this evenin'............)