Slow One

I took school with mostly joke approaches
My rule book was ruled out for rolling roaches into
Ready-made joint train tracks of distraction
Had to "reback" to catch what actually happened
Full packed bags, school pants sagged down
Hair upon my chinny-chin; becoming a man now
That's how they get you to shave with razors
Smooth face to match with the lame behaviour
Made me wonder if I'd ever freaking fit in, but
Starting with a "Stanza", I had friends from the beginning
And then we best friends, let the bond get stronger
Brothers till the end, yup the song get longer than the last one. Take two marks and pass on
To a better place but it only really cost one
Quarter of a life, a lotta time wasted
Hold back the knowledge, hit em with the education

In the school bus, ready for my brain wash
Get a cool rush though the teacher give me flames
Such is life. Introduce the wrist to my knife if I
Know I'm gonna fail, though the answer's right
Might be incorrect, though perspective is wrong
Rather go to art class, let me play a song
On my iPod, sketch light-dark for contrast
Gimme grey scale, colour blind and
I'm not fast at all. And all up on the wall
I can't reach the name board, though I'm long and tall
"Are y'all gonna eat those toasted cheesy toes?"
School girl for lunch, she like "no, he gross"
Well oh no, not again with this rejection
Teacher stood me up keeping me guessing and then I
Bomb out. Fuck all the talking I'll take the next route and rap. Wanna get the paper get the pen out for tracks

Got my pen, got my pad, all I need, all I have
Got my talent and I'm glad, it's fantastic, yeah