off the top in 11 minutes
people think im glad that im droppin outta high school
but what yall dont know, i actually like school
but i need 2 do this cuz im stuck in one place
like a hampster on a wheel runnin the same pace
goin no where but backwards in this lame race
so i do this get my ged so i can evetaully
get my bachlors degree in psychology
i gotta let my feelins out thru this ryhmeology
i started to deteriate freshman year
it started out coo i was stearin clear
of the drugs and gangs stayin outta trouble
but i was depressed and didnt know it so anger started to bubble
until i hit that joint and everything became "clear"
i knew what i had to do and it was get the hell outta here
reality that is cuz it didnt set in when i was drinkin the beer
then durin that summer everything was fine
back to good ole' George no troubles this time
until 2 days into the school year of sophomore
my grandpa died, so many emotions i was at a loss for more
so the anger and rage stayed bottled in this cage
that we call a body and as i grew IT began to age
till i was at the stage i didnt care what i did
whether i died or picked up a jail sent-ence
most people woulda said "good ridance"
didnt give a good fuck about my education
just the placement of the knife to my wrist makin me a patient
at the local ER thank God it didnt go that far
so 7 suicide attempts later
i realized my life wassnt much greater than it started at the begginin of all of this
so as i sit back and reminince
over all my past mental disturbances
i realize now that as long as i am where i am
im not goin anywhere but back to that same rut again
but what yall dont know, i actually like school
but i need 2 do this cuz im stuck in one place
like a hampster on a wheel runnin the same pace
goin no where but backwards in this lame race
so i do this get my ged so i can evetaully
get my bachlors degree in psychology
i gotta let my feelins out thru this ryhmeology
i started to deteriate freshman year
it started out coo i was stearin clear
of the drugs and gangs stayin outta trouble
but i was depressed and didnt know it so anger started to bubble
until i hit that joint and everything became "clear"
i knew what i had to do and it was get the hell outta here
reality that is cuz it didnt set in when i was drinkin the beer
then durin that summer everything was fine
back to good ole' George no troubles this time
until 2 days into the school year of sophomore
my grandpa died, so many emotions i was at a loss for more
so the anger and rage stayed bottled in this cage
that we call a body and as i grew IT began to age
till i was at the stage i didnt care what i did
whether i died or picked up a jail sent-ence
most people woulda said "good ridance"
didnt give a good fuck about my education
just the placement of the knife to my wrist makin me a patient
at the local ER thank God it didnt go that far
so 7 suicide attempts later
i realized my life wassnt much greater than it started at the begginin of all of this
so as i sit back and reminince
over all my past mental disturbances
i realize now that as long as i am where i am
im not goin anywhere but back to that same rut again