about bullies and shit


this highschool feeling i can taste
bullies use tools to get me chased
and i'm a mule in this barnyard waste
the fool is you when you be faced
because you run back to school when you be laced
i tie you up and use this paste
you're stuck in this room where you can namecall
you smell the fume down the hall
i set a fire at noon for ya'll
and now i have to feedspoon gregory tall
lips burned up now for that guy
and the churned up words make you sigh
you can't say nothing now, can you?
i have to regurgitate your chow, boo!
surprized that you bow now, i like you
you like me? wow! i hate you