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[Chorus]
I hear cussing, sins all in my presence, a brother here’s just tryna to get his lesson, deal with the oppression deal with my depression, man I can’t wait till I just hear the bell ring but then it don’t stop.
I gotta deal with my daddy deal with my family man they tryna take everything I got. I just wanna vacation to another nation but I still know that the pain won’t stop.
[Verse 1]
It’s 7:15 way too early to learn, afro’s kinda nappy I think its needin a perm, or a blow out, I hate to let my hair out. It’s something for the haters to mess with. “The braids are a nice fit, gotta work on your outfit, man I hate to tell you this but man them pants are just too tight”. Man just leave me alone I’m ready to go home but to get there I gotta take a driving lesson, gotta take a life lesson, gotta deal with it all, man I got some dreams to ball, make it to the NBA, that’ll take the pain away, yeah right ok, I think I need another, God is the only way
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[Verse 2]
Sitting next to two thugs waitin for the bell to ring, I hear shorty in the corner and she tryna sing, The teacher ain’t saying nothing, I think she might be scared or something, can’t blame her though cuz I’m kinda scared too, ain’t no tellin what they’ll do, fools bringing guns to school, I’m just tryna be me but I don’t know who I am, school’s almost over time to hop in the green van, I hope that these windows are tinted, if not please don’t see me in it, and if you don’t you dare say nothing, cause you in the bus you ain’t got no room for frontin, just sit down and do your homework or something and just ride.
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