I'm rolling up in the back of class, feeling so fly Got my headphones on, blocking out all the noise outside Teacher's up front, but I'm in my own zone Writing rhymes in my notebook, feeling right at home I'm a rebel with a cause, breaking all the rules But I'm still getting straight A's, never playing the fool I may not be the teacher's pet, but I'm still top of the class They can try to hold me down, but I'll always surpass I'm a student of the game, always learning and growing My mind is like a sponge, soaking up knowledge without knowing I may not fit the mold, but I'm carving my own path I'll keep rolling up in the back of class, leaving a lasting aftermath They may try to label me, put me in a box But I'll break free every time, like a rebel without a cause I'll keep shining bright, even in the darkest of days Rolling up in the back of class, in my own unique I'm skipping class to smoke weed and get high Blowing clouds up in the sky, feeling so fly Got that green in my hand, rolling up a fat blunt Pass it around, feeling good, feeling blunt Forget about the stress, forget about the pain Just living in the moment, feeling insane Weed smoke in the air, can't see straight But I don't care, I'm in my own state Feeling so lifted, feeling so free No worries in the world, just me and my weed Life's too short to be stressed all the time So I'm skipping class to smoke weed and get high Living for the moment, living for the thrill Got that fire in my lungs, can't get my fill No regrets, no looking back Just me and my weed, on the right track Skipping class to smoke weed and get high Blowing clouds up in the sky, feeling so fly Got that green in my hand, rolling up a fat blunt Pass it around, feeling good, feeling blunt.