High School
It all started when you went to high school
Everything was chill, cool, it was all new
You later figured out that it was not what it seemed
The hustle and bustle, it was all like the streets
But nevermind that, lets get back to the school
The one that helped you realize that you weren't so cool
It was all about the dreams and the goals you make of it
Not the chains or the dollars that you just went and spent
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