Street Smartz

Ring ring ring, the school bell is ringing.

Don’t be late! Open your textbook to page 208.

Raise your hand. Try not to be ignorant,

Or you’ll upset the tie-wearing tyrant.

Scratch down those squiggly sentences—scribble-scrabble on the chalkboard,

Never disobey your classroom lord.

Same old same old cookie-cutter information,

Raise your hand—no way, no way—this ain’t for class participation.

Aim a finger outside and say, “this may come as a total shocker but I left my textbook in my fuckin’ locker.”

Make your point and use your street smartz to bust out of the academic joint.

Because no one needs a sharp razor to cut class,

Just don’t worry about that bullshit English test you need to pass.

They’ll threaten to give detention.

To be, or not to be, that’s always their damn question.

The school principle ain’t your pal, friend or peer…

…unless you wanna analyze William Shakespeare.

Your mother didn’t name you “Romeo”. Don’t gotta sip none of that literary poison—

Breathe in car exhaust and real-life pollution.

Author: FlyTrapMan

I have no idea what I'm doing.

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