Helter Skelter ('s Going Back To School) Video (MV)

Chaos kid smoking mids to feel the school day
Full swing got me to first base
Keep writing a date rape
Plague my mind till Wednesday
Y'all dry humping to feel something

Helter Skelter
No need for me to help her
This chaos kid's getting better retreat to shelter
Ain't been the same since Michelle turned off the junk machine
Now how im posed to get some Oreos

Want a little head?
You got a give a little head
Resurrect the mental dead--word to the rector
Learned that from the teacher 'fore she signed away a slip because I slipped up and told the boys about our little dip
She was dipping on my daddy till I caught em in the act of acting selfish tripping hellish filling thoughts of foolish branding
Tried to bribe me with her candy
Didnt know that i was dandy
So she couldn't understand why I was turning down a good time



What kind of teacher doesn't know there's early dismissal...I mean she had to know i'd be home early. Or was that the plan all along...tricky bitch

Finally she told me if I never told a soul that she would pass my test with flying colors sealed with stars of gold
I said
"Hell no, I need the whole semester passed quicker than your Sunday afternoon getting ran through"
"That's something I can do"
That was the last thing I heard said
She pushed me out, closed the door and got back in the bed
Going through my head
Over and over again
This is moral what i'm doing
I'm not tripping off a fag
Damn

AMG
The king of the rap scene
You dont know?
Try to test me,
Your mom will be tripping
On a faggot that try to best me


Old man wont let me drop out
I'll have to pull a cop out
Of his car for gold bars
And see stars, the pop out
Popstar status
Grimy word of mouth
Wicked kind of cornball
Kentucky type production
Lets just skip the introduction you all know me
Im the kid who robbed the school and stole the janitors key to let the dogs out
Who's to blame? not me!
I mean you did this, bitch, im just trying to save the star seeds
Calcify your car keys and key the car like shark teeth
Soul surfing
Soul lurking
Eyes attached behind me
Riding up the high seas
Sclera orange--high c
Word 2 D, AMG, 2nd to None, Hi C

Y'all ain't f*cking with this
I put you on your backside
Then hide your corpse in my ride and then drive to your mom's house
Open up the door look in her eyes and say
"Hey miss i'm sorry, turned your son into the corpse bride"
Acting bitter so I pulled out the Victorinox
Knife and cut her
Not once
But twice for the forget me nots
Here's some flowers
Cause' i'm sorry
Boohoo
You look just like your f*cking son
Now I have to kill you too

Now that t's dealt with
Being a little selfish
I eat sucker MC's beats like they was breakfast
Lunch
Open up your mind so you con check this
My rhymes make you forget how to breathe
I call it shellfish
Cause' it's hellish
I'm a angel disguised as a demon in hindsight
Call it relish