Back Of The Class

[Chorus]
I’m on, I’m on my way to mars
This life, this life it’s way too hard
They lie, they lie and take it so far
I stay, I stay in my own yard

[Verse]
Yeah, look I keep on going
When I’m on stage its bras they throwing
You don’t have to be dead to catch ‘em crowing
But no matter what I keep on going
Will I ever be the same?
On-going traffic in my brain
Some may find that hard to maintain
But name a genius who wasn’t a lil insane
Yeah, got the fame and put it in a blender
And said fuck the fame
I came I saw I conquered and came back again
I can sustain any amount on criticism on my name
Because I know there’s a 'cause bigger than my name
Ha, and they hate me now
But then when I get little clout
They come back around, they clowns
They’re really clowning me for this money
But I find it funny and said fuck no
I ain't never gave anyone anything
So I never ask for anything back, right
That is the path to the way to the back to the class
Where they used to have me sat, like
You can’t be here, you ain't too cool
'Cause you look like a dude, you’re a fucking fool
But I carry on

[Chorus]
I’m on, I’m on my way to mars
This life, this life it’s way too hard
They lie, they lie and take it so far
I stay, I stay in my own yard