notebook and pencils im ready to kill time writing rhymes
passing the class is not a problem, i just gotta make it on time
i am not intrerested ive lost the passion
or maybe ive persued all knowledge and class? theres no longer a reason to pass it
im passive, rather spend my time kickin back and relaxin
schools like a dull axe, i cant hack it....
but if i dont conform to the norm ill get slayed like a dragon
i go to school where society attempts to opress us
no picture perfect image and no collered shirts as the district tries to dress us
but im moving to a better life, a better education
theres nothing left to do now except count down the days so i sit here waiting
i do not lack the drive i lack the motivation
when rap is shunned how is that motivatin?
my staff and facualty laughed when i told them my passion, like actually?
i came to school with the drive and it was taken back from me