Class

[Verse 1: Student 1]
Miss me with do what I say
Miss me with not what I do
Skipping today, scooping a bag
You never thought what I knew
You never knew what I was
Tryna tell me what I need
Don't know what I wanna know
Don't know what I wanna know
Oh no, what you say to me
This be that mother fuck the law
This be that mother fuck the order
Insanity I'm on the border
No I'm not the one to nag now
Foe toes get a tag now
And everybody on sight spotting dubs in the bag with a bag now
This whole hours been a drag now
I've learned nothing you a lame
Witcho plays witcho game
Off I set it like I'm lag now
Like a migo scalawag now
You understand but you can't reach
The repertoire of an articulate, uh
Know the topic but you can't teach
No telling what I'ma do
See me with trees in my view
I keep my weed in my shoe
Sorry I don't be obedient
Nothing you telling me new
Nothing you telling me help
How you say, what you say
Or what u preach isn't true, ooh
Told me to toss you my trust?
I'm afraid that's not part of my code, ay
You don't know me or my mode, ay
You never been on my road, ay
Do what I do when I want
How I do, uh
Nada bling lotta bloom
Lotta swing lotta doom
Bada bing bada boom

[Verse 2: Timmy Learner]
This nigga Stu so annoying
That nigga talk way too much
Think way too weird
No way to touch base
With himself because he's too much in a glitch
Tomb a chase for change because he's too much of a bitch
'Cause he's too much of a dummy
'Cause he's too much of a wreck
'Cause he's a math book with problems stacking to the neck
'Cause he thinking that solving 'em all is too much a trek
And laughing at the thought of even giving it a sec
Suck a dick man
Mr. conscientious then you switch
Hi, I'm Mr. I-can-hear-pretentious-in-your-pitch
I can see u need to take some wrenches to your niche
I can speak on your fear of the trenches when you twitch
Why the fuck you acting petty and pretend you never stuck
Why you acting like you ready when you unprepared as fuck
Rack in accurate amounts of sense sufficient for the shit you do
Maybe then I'll stop thinking of albums I can hit you to
He got no sense of urgency even when the clock heard
He found lazy in his calm and comfort in his awkward
He be sayin' one thing
He gon' do the opposite
Pivot like a front
Fake is how I catch u dropping it
Lack on attacking chances to react
Packing sorry in his punch
Now I see paint and then retract
Hi, I'm Timmy and I learn
Hi, I'm Timmy I don't like you
I'm Timmy, I'm gone
And tell Mr. 1 take a hike too

[Outro: Student 1] [2X]
Who you are is just another stupid motherfucker
If anybody needs class it's you
And how you are is a product of lacking etiquette
If anybody needs class it's you