Verse 1: Jas Mace

I remember back in the days my teacher used to say

Kids think BIG that's exactly what I did

I thought about Christopher Wallace and how I'm gonna make a profit

How I'm gonna grub doing everything I love

Wrote it down on my paper kept it neatly in my trapper keeper

Gave it to my teacher there I met my first non-believer

As she tried to steal my glory

I felt like Ralphie in a Christmas Story

Like I asked for a Red Rider Carbon Action 200 shot range model air rifle

I'm not gonna shoot my eye out

But I might write some shit to make them wild out

She laughed in my face like Jace was a disgrace

And ever since then I kept a bad taste

So Ms. Yorkman, this one's for you

I won't ever let a non-believer tell me what I can't do

This one's for you

I won't ever let a non-believer tell me what I can't do

Hook: Jas Mace & Marchitect

When they say stop dreaming, get a real job

(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass!)

And when they say stay real, stop reaching for the clouds

(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass!)

When there's a hater in the house, tryin' to fill your mind with doubts - tell 'em

(You can kiss my ass - you can kiss my ass!)

When you've finally got it going, show 'em prove what you're about - tell 'em

(You can kiss my ass - kiss, kiss my ass!)

Verse 2: Marchitect

I wake up late for school and I don't wanna go

Cause I'm doing all the things that my mom don't want to know

Teacher, teacher tell me how you do it

You find a different way everyday to say I'm stupid

Night school, summer school, after-school detention

A list of bad apples and my name is getting mentioned

Cause I learn a little different plus I'm young and I'm restless

But I ain't on the path to the department of corrections

Upon further inspection, observe rap perfection

I know I'm gonna win like a rigged up election

Yet I'm seated in the section for a dunce

Looks like I'll do the same grade more than once

Find me with the rejects, the drunks, and the flunks

But I stay making music that bumps in the trunks

So ahead of the class, write a rap so fast

That anywhere in the world I never need no pass

Hook: Jas Mace & Marchitect

When they say stop dreaming and get a real job

(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass!)

And when they say get real, stop reaching for the clouds

(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass!)

When there's a hater in the house, tryin' to fill your mind with doubts - tell 'em

(You can kiss my ass - you can kiss my ass!)

When you've finally got it going, show 'em prove what you're about - tell 'em

(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass!)

Outro

Kiss my ass brother-fucker