[Intro]

Paint that picture real quick

That public school bullshit I went through or whatever if you want to call it

Understand where I'm coming from

School daze in this mother fucker

[Verse 1]

Vick and Muhammad told me ride on these niggas

I told them stop it, that's a problem cuz I fathered these niggas

You see a lot of these niggas, is the spawn of my vision

They got rich up off my image, what they gonna do when I switch it

I got bitches on bitches, cuz my penmanship pimpin'

Fuck a pen man my mind is a palette, fuck around turn a track to a picture

Hol' up, this art class for them trap dudes and react to it

I was out there when them packs moved, but never got to it cuz I had school

That's a fact too, my class full when I had to

No gym class for your bitch ass, you can get cut up with a number 2

Come through with that gun, too. How a rap nigga make me uncomfortable?

Nigga wouldn't believe it only me and a teacher

Up in woodshop class without a tool

Just another nigga with an attitude, slingin' adderall to a lad or two

Couple blacks and latins, I was astronaut

Then when the spaceman jump man I need the loot

Short bus on the way to school, hoes puttin' this game to lose, but I came to won

Went to school with some cold-blood niggas, I ain't finna be scared of y'all, god damn

[Chorus]

A few shinin' stars know exactly who you are

Be your shinin' star

A few shinin' stars know exactly who you are

Be your shinin' star

[Verse 2]

Every intention to ride on these niggas

Eatin' free lunch Monday through Friday just like all of these niggas

But I ain't tryna grow up like all of these niggas

But I ain't tryna be in wars with all of these niggas

I'mma blend in, I'mma get in where I fit in, I'mma do me

See some white kids in the hallway, they get all A's but they do E

Truthfully, as far as shootin' fives like I was 2 and 3

My record tho, they respect it tho

Cuz them group-home niggas was just too deep

And we was two deep, and it's a big difference

Niggas talkin' bout bullies I saw children on dippers

Mothers is strippers, trouble was frequent

Survival of the fittest, weaklings don't make it a weekend

And to think these rappers still tryna scare somebody

Still never hit a body, wrote a million songs about it

And meanwhile I'm the shit like a fully-functioning somersaulting porta-potty

'Til I'm off to college

School daze

[Chorus]

A few shinin' stars know exactly who you are

Be your shinin' star

A few shinin' stars know exactly who you are

Be your shinin' star