ughh
Sitting here.
Staring at the blackboard.
Thinking to myself "why?"
Why sit here wasting time,
Attempting to learn life's triginomical bullshit?
Hell it's not like...
Anyone's going to walk down the street,
Trying to find a "natural log"
Of a damn tree!
We live in a time...
Where school is considered
"A piece of shit."
And success
Only comes
When you've managed to buy
The newest Galaxy,
Or the latest kicks.
I laugh at fact that...
Our phone are growing bigger,
Than our brains.
People can't see their own futures,
Instead 'Siri' predicts it.
People spend their life savings
On a single belt,
Just to look stylish waiting in line for
A welfare check.
Believe it or not
There was a time where students
Got all A's.
But that blew over when someone
Spread the plague, better known as
"RAP MUSIC"
That loud
Fucked up
Illiterate shit,
Promotes violence &
Disobedience.
Our world excepted it
With open arms
And ignorant minds.
Now every person
Bearing lips that
Allow the term "nigga"
To roll out
Managed to end up on a hit list.
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