When I Grow Up...

At Frankie's last weekend, my friend came across this "school" notebook. In one of the pages, a kid had started writing up his masterpizzle. What do you think he wants to be when he grows up?

I'm so ill that the doctor couldn't heal me
I'm so bad even the Devil fear me
Like Kiesha Cole I told you once, no twice
Don't be hating Marcus because I so nice
Like Hubaba I'm always to the max
Marcus you full of bullcrap; you don't need no snacks.