Being an adult can suck sometimes because you gotta deal with….. things…lik-like
life things things with numbers things with people things with health things with cars
things with jobs thigs wi- ugh that being said tho ill never go back to being a kid
like when i get reincarnated my mom better spawn kill me no cap…i love being an adult
ill tell you right now if someone told me to redo middle and highschool or blow up a
nursery home…..im sending those old heads straight to the stratosphere and smiling in
the mug shoot
because i am not going back to school my nigga there was nothing more stressfull than your
mom getting a progress report on your grades every nine weeks if you weren’t the best
at school like me and you got a bad progress report im talking more d’s in it than only
fans model then you had to make tactical plans on how to get home without getting your soul
evicted from your body with a 3 inch thick black leather belt
That wasnt always the case though because when i was younger we didnt have online grades
like yall do now we would just get this yellow envelope and you have to take it home and
get it signed so id just forge my moms signature and call it a day but that all changed when
they started sending the grades to the parents online instead …w- why why we snitchin dawg?
my mom isnt the one thats failing gemoetry so why she gotta know
I remember the first year that they started doing that bs man
I was in early middle school and we had just gotten report cards
i remember taking mine which was handed to me folded of course and not even opening that
jawn because i knew it wasnt pretty but i wasnt trippin because in my head all i had
to do was forge that signature and my mom wouldn’t know
So i go on about my day perfectly fine the school day ends and my mom pulls up to pick
me up and not even before my tail bone touches the leather seat she
looks at me from the rear view mirror and says so i saw your grades online today
…….. You got something to say
……..*jumps out of car Hudshs Uhh sigh no ma’am
im gonna have a talk with you about it when we get home
She turns around And then starts driving home……..calmly
I reach in my back pocket and hold my report card that at this point i still havent opened
and *inhale *exhale
*tear I look down at at my opened report card
And just start crumbling on the inside because when i layed my eyes on the paper i was just
slapped in the face with a d …heh A d in english literature on the report card
but it doesnt end there I dont know how many of you also had this
but when i was younger not only did we get graded report cards but we also got comments
from our teacher about said grades and right next to my D on the paper my teacher wrote,
yoyo is consistently distracted in class bro…mrs Garrett….was giving me the bad grade not
enough like why comment that wh- why we snitchin dawg all i know is she better keep the same
energy and be a snitch tomorrow to cps when i come back to school with a black eye and
a ruptured cerebral cortex I needed to do something about this and i
needed to do it now as soon as i had that thought i grabbed my pen and changed the d
which was lowercase for some reason to a B and then i could just tell my mom that the
grade online was wrong and that the report card grade was correct problem solved right
i take another glance at the report card And realized theres a reason i was failing english
because that b was backwards as hell bro and it was the only uppercase letter on my entire
report card i did not think this through but you know teachers make mistakes maybe my mom
will think its a typo or something
Lemme see your report card *hands it over
…… ……
…… Yeah she put the b backwards for some reaso-
Ksfbkhs *clothes hit wall
Kjjdsf yeah nah thats stupid After realizing that i only made my situation
worse i just …sat there scared I was trapped i didnt know what to do i had
to come clean but i didnt know how to do that without getting turned into a t shirt i was
confused and scared so… So i scratched it out bro i scratched out
the backwards b bro And then i just sat there…….regretting
every life decision i have ever made to get to this point
If i had just kept my pen in my pocket i couldve just taken the L but now ima get beat for
bad grades…and for being stupid why did i take my pen out i say as i take my pen out
again i took out the report card one last time and
write sorry next to the scratched out abomination on the report card it was not looking good
for me bro hahah I try to calm down
But then the car comes to a stop and im greeted with the sight of the house…….sigh
We get home And im just walking to the crib so slowly
And lust looking at the back of my moms head as we approach the door
id never wish anything on my own mom but that day i remember hoping shed like fall and hit
her head or something not so she could get anything permanent but just enough brain damage
to not remember my report card She opens the door without saying a word
And for some reason the situation got worse because of course….my dad was there
Yoyo hand me your report card Yeahhh i got it right here ima just….ima
just walk over and give it to you haha haaa *aghhhhhh noooooo nooooooo dont hurt me aghhhhhhhh
*hands over report card here you go whoops you missed ha ha-
Man give it to me ………
*run awayyyyyyy run awayyyyyyy ahhhhhh …….
Come outside My dad wastes no time at all and takes me
out side Uhhh d-dad why are we out si-
May god accept you into his kingdom Huh uhhh
BOOOM Ughlsdjs dad why are we-
Yoyo stop He reaches in his back pocket
I prepare to accept jesus as my lord and savior and he
Hands me three batteries And ive never been more confused in my life
i try to figure out what his diabolical plan was but before i could asume the worst he
tells me to walk around the entire 2 mile long neighboorhood and give him a battery
every time i make a lap and dont stop walking untill all the batteries are gone
I look at him and i …walk away To this day i dont know why he didnt beat
me maybe he was amused at my stupidity maybe he appreciated my honesty shi maybe he was
tired of beating me i dont know but what i do know is…..my legs were sore…as fuuuuuu