The year is 87'

Back in the 12th grade G

When I used to hang with CH to the IP hangin' in the halls

Tryin' to get the young bitches ridin' my ballz

We got dissed cuz we were jog' and kept to ourself shyo

Because it's all about self

We used to try to get the number and the name

But back then they wanted mothafuckaz in the dope game

We used to try to fuck with ho's

In our graduatin' class there was no woman givin' up the ass

We go to a dance, we see ho's rollin' eyes on my crew,

But what the fuck can I do?

They would'nt even give a nigga like me a chance thou [why?]

Because my feet was my transport

You ax 'em to dance they start to riff

And on the way home niggaz never gave us a lift

But now the tables turned around

Every mothafucka and his mom would wanna be down

I see the bitches at the clubs, the same ones

They're thinkin' they're fine and also runnin' the same line :

"What's up Ren, we used to be in the same class"

I'm shakin' my head yeah, now listen to line ass

They ax me what have I been up to,

Knowin' damn well I made money for my record sales

I zip on my drink and say see ya

Cuz only a four leg and pregnant mud can be ya'

People that used to hate me

Now when they see me they speak first

But used to demon raps cuz I cursed

They used to say I would'nt make it cuz I use profanity

And call myself a Nigga With an Attitude

But once again the tables turned around

Niggaz tryin' to be down - walkin' up like a hound

Especially the ones that never had nothin' to say

Now they talk to me like enow and everyday

Axin' me what's up with Eazy

Or Dr. Dre, yo did he marry Miss She&