School gates to a prison
School gates to a prison
Just without the keys and lock
Left the cackles and cuffs
Class 1,class 2,class 3
English,math,social studies,chemistry
The food is bad, the place is wack
Wait let me go back
Well we got about 4-5-6-7 good teachers
Who actually care about what they what to teach us
We got gangs we got fights
We got people who, start and instigate
Making school life hard to take
We got new uniforms
Something new to hate
Since they took away our cell phones
What more form us can they take
Maybe of style of traits that defines our individuality
Like girls with a passion for the fashion
Walking the schools wearing name brand shirts and shoes
All Iam saying is schools like a prison but some of us got to go
(This is not how I feel it's just a feeling of imagination on how it could be to others)
