Skool Sux

Pencil broke, desk full of etch-a-sketch art

Teacher wanna preach, but I’m throwin' up the charts

Math tests hit harder than a sucker punch plot

Counting sheep in the back, this lesson's a flop

Skool sux, chalkboard's screechin' me deaf

Clock tick slow, yo, it’s robbin' my breath

Skool sux, tryna dream in the desk

Free my mind, ‘fore I lose what little’s left

Lunchroom politics—drama on my tray

Fake smiles spread like PBJ decay

Hall pass prison, warden eyes laser prey

Escape plan brewing, but not today

Skool sux, chalkboard's screechin' me deaf

Clock tick slow, yo, it’s robbin' my breath

Skool sux, tryna dream in the desk

Free my mind, ‘fore I lose what little’s left

Sharpened wit, but no sharpener in sight

Imagination running laps past this dim light

Teachers talk drones, monotone ain't polite

Brain on standby, sleep-fightin' by night

Algebra's a villain with no backstory heat

History's a remix, same song on repeat

Reading these books that don't match my beat

Mind on the bell, every sound a treat