maybe i shoulda gone to class more, but i learned how to sneak out as a motherfucking sophomore, i was interested in reading and i had to find a way to get away, if they expect you to want to be there why do they treat it like a prison? I needed the rush of creepin’ and the afternoon for fucking sleeping.
thanks to the hall monitors for teaching me to walk with purpose, and the staff for teaching me how to lie, and thanks for the weed in my
friend’s garage for making me try. you cant make me care about arbitrary grades because ya know im gonna drop
outta college anyways.
maybe I shoulda gone to class more, but my education two pints deep in the gutter at 2:00 pm taught me i could never fucking
work for them.