Class

The class is a Place to be.
When i Look Outside.
I See People drinking Hennessey.
Whats this, they supposed to learn.
This is to Show you what they really missed.
And hiss.
In My class we hustle everyday for the Marks.
But i don't, so i go for Knowledge.
Some guys Outside go for packs.
But After all the end up selling Cracks.
I am going to college.
So i Love the class.
People in the World want what u can do.
I am the One i Look up to God for what to do.
Staying in my class gives you the Potential for Good.
Some Fellow classmates just eat some Food.
I just Stay for what i understood.
I don't Look At the Hood am in the class.

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