excuse

*Verse 1* Listen up, I hit the road, feelin' like a scholar Passin' by the school, see my peeps holla' Teachers on the block, tryin' to keep it real But I got knowledge in my flow, ain't no deal Chorus: Excuse me, teach, I'm on a mission Collectin' stories on the road, no permission Strangers pass, they give a nod I'm the roadside poet, got the wisdom in my tod *Verse 2* I met a stranger, askin' 'bout my day Told 'em I'm on the grind, ain't no play She said "Young blood, you got the skill" I said "Ma'am, it's in my DNA, I'm chillin' still knowledge in my feed