Tryna' Catch Up
Study is not, a pattern to be followed.
It's not a pill that's easy one to swallow.
Makes you a freak, makes you roboto.
Makes you a creep, that's tough one to follow.
Study is not, a fortunate game.
It's a thing that takes away all of the fame.
You must have concentration to pour like a rain,
or it will bind you like a dog on a chain.
When exams come,
it looks very ugly.
Gives you goose bumps and make you feel like dumbling.
Teachers say blah blah blah blah,
you act like a duffer,
but i say tryna catch up motherfucker.
Teachers say study changes situation,
Digi(my friend) say it increases the complication,
chicks say, it makes you only and the one.
But i say shut your motherfucking tongue.
Completing the notes is the thing that is worse,
blue print inside them must get the curse.
Studying all the day, yeah, that really sucks,
nothing else but these studies only fucks.
Emotional blackmail, achieve your parents dream,
nothing else but a blackout on your screen.
your own dreams are dried,
your own goals are fried,
what you gotta choose, you cannot decide,
results are near and you are petrified,
come on chump, get out of the side.
Everything is gone, and your life is on buffer,
speed up the net, catch up motherfucker.
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