Dem teachers wants me to pull up my pants?!! I says wtf? Wid my pants halfway down my crack, I get all these chicks lookin' at it, and then I's put mah hand on my crotch and dey's say "oh boy lookey dere"! Nows why dey wants to ruin mah fun. And den I got my hip-hop music ah goin' real strong from my ipod I got from sellin' some good stuff. Shftxt that hip-hop learned me in all de stuff I need to learnt, shftxt I don't need no learning. I's be de smartest n-gger on de block, when no other n-ggers around, just dem ordinary vanillos. And yeah, we voted in our man to become de new politician, an he says what he goin' to do, he says, you n-ggers just go on ahead and do your thing. See, de more mess we make, de more white folks says, oh lookey dere, we gotta help you along. So hell, we makes the mess, and we gets more mess to make...hehee. Like de story about eat you cake, johnny. I gonna make a few more little wee ones soon once I find a few chicks to gang rape in a train. choo-choo. Yeah, I make good tweenies. Someday I eat one too, when ah's don't have no mo' food left to eat. But fo' now, let me where my pants low, give me dat liberty brother, or else ah's going to kick some -ss. Oh, did ya'll know dat I send out these bad developmental learning vibes? Das right. Smart gal or guy sits near me, and zamm, my super psycho low iq brain waves start freakin' dem out! hahaha. Now's why dey want me to go to a special class for? I's be so powerful good in de' classroom as a disturbance!? Way down low, lowing, low, lowing, low, lowing, low, lowing...pay up now, and ah's shut the effup.