Summer 88, or was it 89 or was it winter time, ah, nevermind im in my room booming Drawing' ll cool j album covers with crayolas on construction paper im trying to fuck my neighbor, im tryna hook my waves up im tryna pull my grades up, to get them saddle lace ups before lil marc was jacob, before the girls wore makeup, before my voice would break up, before we'd tore them shake clubs, before my mama wake up, before my crumbs would cake up, before they tell me they love me, and we'll never break up