Noon

[Intro]

Yeah Yeah
Yeah
See I wonder what they say about a young boy now
Wonder what they say about a- boy now

[Verse 1]

Look
Attended your trig class for a fraction of time
When a nigga was quiet, never fractured the silence
Too busy eyeing, hair lips and them thighs
Had me fantasizing until they switched the slide
I ain't copy the notes, I was scribbling lines
The teacher peeked in my book and the asked me where number five is
Told her I couldn't focus, had some shit on my mind
But she knew that that was bogus, that a nigga was lying

Homework pilled up so I never attempted
Until they threatened graduation so I gave it a glimpse
Twelve hours on the internet just scavenging hints
Searching up for shitty articles in which I could rip
Frustrated, tossed the book in the bag
Since the nigga got tired and he ain't wanna drag
The next morning, and the same damn question is asked
Teacher said to keep it up and you ain't never gone' pass
But I wonder see

[Hook]
I wonder what they say about the young boy now
Bout' the young boy now
Ever since a lil' nigga got his own style
Now he's gone wild
Wonder what they say about a young boy now
He's got his own style
Wonder what they say about a young boy now
See him going wild

[Verse 2]

And also
I've had it, with these essays and passages
And dumb asses in which I'm attending classes with
We stuck in Art school that's thirty percent talented
And the other seventy waiting to just graduate
But
I couldn't flip the spatula
I couldn't be the puppet, no I couldn't be a actor
Suckers always want the camera
But they never had the script
Please hop the fuck off the set if you ain't passionate