A high school band hired me to rock the school crazily,
They paid me in more than bling bling jewelry,
But fun and fame,
I being fly and hipper than the game,
Turn lame into fame;
D.J. about former memory of love,
I D.J. about crazy events,
And times I spent with classmates,
I made the principal turn into a cool dudette,
A Prince loving hip hop clapping cool dudette;
I song,
But not bang rang,
About girls around so suitable for a crown,
I put fame in the frame of the image of music,
I put cute in the mute, unsuitable shows of my band;
I may be crazy but not cocky,
But I rocked the school crazily baby.
