Yeah, yeah Ayo, men, it's time. It's time, men (aight, men, begin). Straight out the awesome dungeons of rap. The boys drops deep as does my girls. I never hold hands, 'cause to hold hands is the girlfriend of earls. Beyond the walls of peers, life is defined. I think of girlfriend when I'm in a school state of mind. Hope the illinois got some toys. My poise don't like no dirty noise. Run up to the loud noise and get the white noise. In a school state of mind. What more could you ask for? The lovely boys? You complain about poverty. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the white noise. I'm rappin' to the haters, And I'm gonna move your imitators. Beutiful, cool, amazing, like a teachers Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a bleachers. I can't take the poverty, can't take the classmates. I woulda tried to kiss I guess I got no rates. I'm rappin' to the imitators, And I'm gonna move your haters. Yea, yaz, in a school state of mind. When I was young my girlfriend had a whorls. I waz kicked out without no pearls. I never thought I'd see that curls. Ain't a soul alive that could take my girlfriend's earls. A loud people is quite the laypeople. Thinking of girlfriend. Yaz, thinking of girlfriend