“High school High”

High school was HIGH^  school for me

FREEDOM was my drug of choice

Not knowing rehab was jail

Fashion was the SIREN that dragged me into trend

Popularity was the degree I studied so well

I failed school but I passed peer pressure

Slowly my books became sheets of Rollin papers

Hallway was my favorite classroom

MY teacher DIDN’T even pass 11th grade but thought me lessons that books itself was  scared to teach  

Like turn QP TO LBS

friends are enemies so treat them like frienemis  

In my HIGH school work was not 9 to 5

But crack, Dipper, weed now that was work

My school I’ve seen  drug dealers

Rollers, hoovers and my personal favorite the DIMES

OH yea also doctors, scientists but they were to dumb for my class

Nah too dull

My high school ends 2: 30p.m. but my after school activity was more so of a college level

Where we carry tools  like mechanic was the major

You asked if I graduated, oh I did to inmate and cap n gown was an  orange jumper

Now who is too kool for skool