Wheels

High school is a bit over-rated and mutated

Classes are simple, no challenge is created

To get out of here and be somebody

I need to rock and I need to roll

Move onto the pavement for success

My goal is to reach above all the rest

So, to make it without faking it

My drive is to never ever quit

As these days of high school come to a close

The road is open going as the wind blows

To get there, the brick wall is trying to steal

Because I must have myself some wheels