When I was young I used to hang with the seventh graders
Little bad mother$#&@er playing Space Invaders
$#&@ing with the girls in the fourth grade

Either feeling on they butts or pulling on they braids
Walking with the schoolhouse bully
By doing that, I had a lot of pull, G

Cheating on tests, making a mess
Cussing like a sailor at recess
It must a been a half moon

Cause you'll catch me running out the little girls' bathroom
Chewing on Good and Plenties
Got my gamble on at lunch pitching pennies

Yo I was living like the class clown
Pulling all the hokes, making all the jokes man
When you young it's hard to see

That it's wrong throwing rocks at the RTD
Popping out your window with a BB gun
Better yet knocking on your door and run

Playing hide-and-go-get-it for a little stank
Even though I was still shooting blanks
As soon as the dark hit

I was stealing candy out the corner market
Until I got my $$# whipped
Cause I was ten years old, doing dumb %#@!


Thirteen, that's how old I was
When my jimmy started getting a little peach fuzz

And I was looking at any butt and $$#
Me and my homies started cutting class
Going up to the high school

Looking for any (*##$ I could lie to
Tell em I was older than I really was
Smoked my first joint and got really buzzed

That's what a mack's made of
But when I got my first piece of #~!!@ I fell in love
Hard as a rock the long way

And then I put the rubber on the wrong way
But I still gotta have it
Overexcited and $#&@ing like a jackrabbit

!@%& I was hot
A virgin but I still knew how to lay pipe
Even though the hoe worked me

I still knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
Then the %#@! got strange money
I started shaking and jimmy felt funny

Then the nut came gushing
I jumped up got dressed and start pushing
Cause I thought the (*##$ broke my dick

Cause I was still young doing dumb %#@!

At 17 got my first Volkswagon

And mastered the life-long art of dragging
To the women in college
Hung out with the OG's and got some street knowledge

Breaking in cars and all that
Hitting punk fools with a baseball bat
$#&@ing at a real fast rate

Til they said that I might not graduate
Then I said $#&@ the dumb %#@!
Cause Pops'll $#&@ me up quick

If things continued
So I start rapping about %#@! I been through
And I got real good

Now I look at all the kids in the neighborhood
Trying to be baby macks
Doing %#@! that I did seven years back

Going through a stage
But before they can grow up they on the front page
And they mommas is having a fit

Cause they died young doing dumb shi