It's graduation night, I should show my school spirit
But I hated that school and **** near everybody in it
I guess it's kinda weird I didnt really wanna finish
Most my friends was underclassmen I just got in where I fit in
When it came down to it, I felt like I was made backwards
Maturity came last, I was focused on the laughter
Besides that, I tried to spread knowledge like a pastor
About graduation and the real world after
I read the book life, they starting the third chapter
Show I try to show the truth, hidden under a fancy *** (w)rapper
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
We open the door the young prince is at his desk
You can tell he's excited his heart beats out his chest
Pen flying across the paper his handwritings a mess
But he tries to write neater, hey he's doing his best
He's trying to show the world a man they've never met
Trying to put into the words all the things they'd never get
And he gone do away with al these feelings of regret
Got alot of things to do, so many things to write
And he aint even tired he's been up all night
Just trying to get it done, and it's gotta be perfect
He's passing up on fun, he knows it'll be worth it
The looks on al the faces when they see what he did
So he looks in deep places for feelings that he's hid
He's got bottled up, he's breaking off the lid
Think the world gives a **** He's a naive kid
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC