I stroll into the room only a second after the bell,
And before I can even get all the way in, she's giving me hell!
I'm like Teach, Miss, I get what you're saying
No need to prolong your little lecture, no need for your complaining
This is life that we're combatting, I'm not living for your satisfaction
I mean if you just took the time to know my story, this is an argument we wouldn't be having.
I've tried and tried to do my best in school
But it's getting me no where, I guess it's not enough for you.
I tried to get the grades, so I sit up with my hand always raised
And you never even come near me, it's like you don't even want to hear me
So now that I'm late and all, you want to approach me and try to go off
Threatening to call my mama, and even the dean
Your're always starting up some drama, but since you're the teach, no one ever listens to me
But I got something to say, so sit back, and open your ears if you will
I'm not in the mood for you today, so you can really just chill.