Teacher preacher while I have your attention can you please take a seat
Teacher preacher I need an explanation
I'm not allowed to think and I feel like a patient
Teacher preacher how do you expect me to sit and listen
When earlier this morning mom and dad were arguing in the kitchen
Teacher preacher I haven't learned anything new since the fourth grade
All this time, I swear it seems like my consciousness is starting to fade
The **** you teach us doesn't even matter
Long as we graduate, go to college, climb the ladder
But without your full attention our entire future will shatter
Teacher preacher you're supposed to be here to shape my mind
Teacher preacher it's time to take a step back and let me shine
Teacher preacher I've had a rough day
But you yell at me when I try to hide in my hats shade
Teacher preacher these are the last words on the page
Teacher preacher I'm your puppet and this is your stage
No wait back up ...
I need to clean my act up
Come Sunday in walking at graduation
When last Sunday I was selling good Haitian
But a gun to the head will **** with you respiration
You don't need the money just quit that desperation.
Capitalism
Take take take
**** with the come up
They find you in that lake lake lake
But excuse my attitude
What would you do when your role models was drug dealers
And Hug stealers
And plug kneelers
And wig splinters
And
As the time passes I'm tired of making momma cry
As the time passes I'm tired of being that guy
But hate to see my family struggle
In twenty years probably look back on this and force a chuckle
But once and for all for all the people that doubted me
**** YOU
come Sunday it's my stage
And all my success is written on that page
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
Teacher preacher while I have your attention can you please take a seat
Teacher preacher I need an explanation
I'm not allowed to think and I feel like a patient
Teacher preacher how do you expect me to sit and listen
When earlier this morning mom and dad were arguing in the kitchen
Teacher preacher I haven't learned anything new since the fourth grade
All this time, I swear it seems like my consciousness is starting to fade
The **** you teach us doesn't even matter
Long as we graduate, go to college, climb the ladder
But without your full attention our entire future will shatter
Teacher preacher you're supposed to be here to shape my mind
Teacher preacher it's time to take a step back and let me shine
Teacher preacher I've had a rough day
But you yell at me when I try to hide in my hats shade
Teacher preacher these are the last words on the page
Teacher preacher I'm your puppet and this is your stage
No wait back up ...
I need to clean my act up
Come Sunday in walking at graduation
When last Sunday I was selling good Haitian
But a gun to the head will **** with you respiration
You don't need the money just quit that desperation.
Capitalism
Take take take
**** with the come up
They find you in that lake lake lake
But excuse my attitude
What would you do when your role models was drug dealers
And Hug stealers
And plug kneelers
And wig splinters
And
As the time passes I'm tired of making momma cry
As the time passes I'm tired of being that guy
But hate to see my family struggle
In twenty years probably look back on this and force a chuckle
But once and for all for all the people that doubted me
**** YOU
come Sunday it's my stage
And all my success is written on that page