Something About Nothing
May the sun kiss you
With unconditional love from the universe
On one condition though:
I'm from the sun so
I'm still heating up
Please keep me cool
While the nerds is beating up
Cool kids from school
The revenge of the geeks is the
Cringe of the tools
Come to think of it, speaking of
School, said I was black
They said I'm not street enough
Times moving too fast
Because I'm not keeping up
Some friends think I'm a genius
No one else thinks I'm deep enough
Either way, if it's trash,
Is it my job to clean it up?
May the..sun kiss you
With unconditional
Love from the universe
On one condition though:
I’m from the sun so
I’m still heating up
Please keep me cool
While the nerds is beating up
Cool kids from school
Did I really repeat that?
Guess it’s what I do
No originals these days
Jocking all of my swag
But I got it on eBay
Looking at it like that
Well I guess you can have it
Really not a big deal
Just don’t make it a habit
Meanwhile the nerds just took over the school
They got rid of the rules by majority rule
Threw a chair out the window just to show that they’re cool
Watch as history repeats now
The cycle is cruel
I fell asleep on my desk
In a puddle of drool
Woke up relieved of stress
But in a world of trouble
I missed another class on
Something About Nothing