September, seventh grade   O.P. shorts on enemies made   I was a new fool at a new school   About to get beat up 'cause my clothes weren't cool   Purple shirt with a Kool-Aid stain   In room 201 I had been detained   Last year's fashions earned some face smashings   Last year's fashions earned some face smashings      They used to get us on pizza day   We used bamafied sneakers for the getaway   BK, Turntec, Sportif, too   Velcro pouch on my kangaroos   That's okay, it was pizza day      Bobos, fresh   My bobos was bumpin' fresh      I took a chance on some parachute pants   Knowing full damn well that I could not dance   Betamax player on breaker two   Was the inspiration for my brand new shoes   Put the cardboard down and played Kool Moe Dee   The baddest little sucker that you ever did see   Highwater tight cuff London Fog   Highwater tight cuff London Fog      Did I know, and it's sad to say   My bamafied gear was for the SCA   My style poor, intentions good   You get smacked in the head   If you ain't from the hood   That's okay, it was pizza day   That's okay, well, it was pizza day   That's ok, well it was pizza day      Bobos, fresh   My bobos was bumbin' fresh (x2)      That's ok it was pizza day   That's ok it was pizza day   That's ok, well it was pizza day      Now look at me 21st century   If I had known then how it would be   I would have walked tall with my head held high   The future Mr. Super Fly   Although we graduated and the yearbook pictures faded   We got wisdom to impart to you   Trust your fashion sense and your bobos too      Bobos, fresh   my bobos was bumpin' fresh (x3)