[Produced by 3Point] [People Singing Happy Birthday] 1995 Yeah Yeah The indegestion Musical questions causin the guessin Improper propositions gone missing behind the desk My compositon getting thick from writing from my chest I had some tough times but not I'm seeking for the best My mother raised me so well Taught me things my pops couldn't do Like how to be a man and choose my friends in school Growing up I was an odd individual.. Couldn't sit still and focus But now I'm counting residuals f** all my teachers They would mentally mistreat us saying.. I won't amount to sh** but now I'm on my college sh** Getting brain like scholarships Became an intellectual Studied the textual and now my mind is out of it Open my eye and sail thru my mind As I find all the thoughts I've ever gathered inside I know that Im a weirdo but I really don't care though This is 1995 you won't see me next year though.. You won't see me next year though You won't see me next year Yeah Yeah.. 95