Back in the Day

As A child I was wild I hated education
Television and computer games was my addiction
Not doing my homework tested my mothers patience
Next day I go to school, mess around and got detention
I start thiking of an excuse or A solution
"Thats the one" I'll say I had a training session
I got home told A lie and felt bad
Maybe I should've told the truth
Am I mad I don't want to make my mother sad
Never that I only want to make her proud
Back in school where I tried to be good
I'm in Chemistry sitting on A stool next to Nasser
Miss Lee's writting on the board fool throws A rubber
It bounces of the board into miss lee's cupper
She looks at me and saids who was it
i'm a target of my past tricks
The boy who use to talk shit
I guess I'm just a misfit