歌词
We grow up but high school never ends
Climbing social ladders making the right friends
The doors shut, but legacy haunts us
Life aint nothin but a popularity contest
Oh oh ohwoah oh oh
Ohhhhwoah oh
Yeahyeahyeah!
Frusturation take ahold of me
Life feels like a game of monopoly
A never ending circle where the rich get richer
And the poor stay humble
Let me paint you a picture
See, success measured by who it is you know
And what you can't afford has been strokin their ego
I work on the craft, you prefect the trick
Kissing the right ass suckin the right dick
We grow up but high school never ends
Climbin social ladders makin the right friends
The doors shut, but legacy haunts us
Life aint nothin but a popularity contest
Oh oh ohhhwoah oh oh
Ohhwoahohhohh
Yeeaahhyeaahyeaah
Fuck the scene fuck the clique fuck the fraternity
Yo
I'll be writin songs 'til "Jackcoughsonme??"
So I'll be writin songs for an eternity
Because I refuse to pretend that I share that beliefe
I gotta cash my chips in than be forced to conform
I got no dread locks I got no uniform
So you can sell your soul
My reality made me a singer songwriter
"Then I come out of D?"
When I try to swallow my pride its just like swallowin air
Chokin alive until the bullshit exhales
"Visions of being cold?"
It aint about music!
PRACTICE YOUR POLITICS YEA
We grow up but high school never ends
Climbing social ladders making the right friends
The doors shut, but legacy haunts us
Life aint nothin but a popularity contest
Oh oh ohwoah oh oh
Ohhhhwoahoohhwoah
Yeeaaahyeeeaaahyeeeaaahyeah