Past the thresh hold
You would never believe the terrors in the walls of the institution
The terrors of exclusion, and confusion in a potion
My priorities in a gyre I lost all of my devotion
I believed that I was different
I believed that I was the drop of rain that could possibly make the change
But I was met with scrutiny and a plethora  of pain
Listen while the wheels helplessly turn in the craniums of future corporate superheroes pertaining to our kryptonite
This  five day failure
Instructors blow the flame on the inside that burns and leaves us filled with fumes of smoke no longer lusting for learning
Day by day enduring test that will contribute to our eternal rest
Students will be able to hope and pray that they are blessed
With a sprinkle of common sense
And commandeer these bombs that blow up in the faces of billionaire bobs who believe that blacks can't do better than
A 9 to 5 and 4 kids
Because we mask our heritage with true religion and Tuscan leather
And when confronted by our elders we shrug it off with profanity when translated just means whatever
But I'm the distinction between great greater and best
I am the thinker that thought what would happen if I use that ***** that resides in my chest
I will shake this world for better and I won't accept anything less
Past the Threshold
of the school doors