You don't dismiss the class, bells do.

You don't mean anything to me, who are you?

You don't teach, teacher,

You go on rants like a preacher.

Teaching me about fractions.

When music is my passion.

I learn about drugs, love, and the man up above listening to one album.

And not one of these teachers can show me how to get a sum.

Why should I want to be in your class?

I'd raise my hand for a millennium and you walk on by as if your telling me to kiss your ass.

Well, I'll pass right by your classroom.

No good bye, catch you later or, see you soon.

If I do go to a class, I treat it like a vacation,

Graduate from school, with no education.

What do you teach, your a leach,

Emotions as thin as summer sheets.

Well let "ME" sit down and  "TEACH YOU" about something.

Without us students, you would be teaching nothing!