Part 2: The Class Room
You spend
f***ing ideas, but you get slow come ups.
Eyes and
ears on me!
Hot chicks,
hot rods, snail pace education,
the life for
me…
Silence is
torture when you’re turned on.
Sonidos del now tartan de calmar,
Wake me up
with some “D”.
Vital vitamin Vida!
Sida en tu
ojo when she speaks.
I get it off
my chest.
Trying
clowns on for advice,
No lice, but
they stare,
I don’t care,
La sigo duro,
Se clava en las nalgas,
He has to
calm down.
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