Class Struggle

I hate goin to class
But my parents say I need a good job
So I should try to pass
I don't tho
Cause my interest in most of it shorter than a midgets self built bungalow

I smoke a blunt and study
So that's higher learning
Institution I'm stuck in
Got my mind discerning
What's the point of this life
It's all slavery
Vanity of vanities
Unless you push and purpose reach
Exam comin up in the morning
Here I'm tryna cram
Stay awake and I'm zonin
Words bend the corner of my cornea
Eye gymnastics
Later I be moanin like
I need casket, kill me
This college shit don't lead to where I wanna be
If I gotta use it i might cut my wrist vertically
Absurdity
My skill is screamin bitch you shoulda heard of me
But radios can't understand my greatness
Non chalant it be
Dark side give you monster lyrics
I'm an oddity
Speakin truth to power but
Not the way my father preach
Tell the senate I'ma need my
acres and mule
Or I'm riding on November 5th with bombs and tools
Kaboom
Explode until the wall is brought to ruin
They hide the truth from us but I discover and consume iy
Wisest of the ones who out here fooling
Man of peace for ever but I stay right by a toolie
Disciple of the GOD & the GanGstas
Word to Hoover
Freeband Taliban
Moving like I'm Future
Black Panther nation
See Wakanda in the future
Rastafari hold the world together like a suture



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Days
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