Catch the bus and on my way,
Just the beginning of a long day,
Peer out the window the sky is a calm grey,
Let my ipod play some tay zonday,
Arrive to algebra, listening to a lecture,
Looking up at my professor makes my neck hurt,
So I let my head rest on the table, felt like a dressed up potato,
The rest was just fatal.
Then I open my notebook and start doodling
Kobe Bryant canoodling udon noodles in poodles skin,
Trying to focus on introductions to functions,
But how can my mind function with this cerebral seduction?
Feel my minds suction, my craniums vacuum,
I swear I lost my brain in this classroom,
My notebook swallows me in a monsoon,
As I warp into the world of my cartoons,
Doing yoga and chilling in a pagoda,
Settling a debate between Gandhi and Yoda,
I’m at a tea party with waka floka,
Eating a chaco taco, with barrack chubaka,
Martha Stewart learning how to cook from Based God,
Talking politics with Tpain and Akon,
Spreading jelly on Rick Ross’ large belly,
Uh Oh I’m trapped in a closet with r Kelly
Shooting craps with Bieber in a barren slum,
Hooking up with Meagan Fox and comparing thumbs
As I hear my math teacher calling on my name,
I realize I’d rather be a drawing on a page

Oh no I’m too Spacey,
My surroundings just don’t entertain me,
My imagination is in HD,
Sometimes I gotta hit life’s escape key





Where in the world is Mr. imagination?
He’s absent in almost every class I’m taking
We’re calculating math equations, memorizing backwards statements,
Analyzing maps that’s ancient, all for college applications,
They treat imagination like an amputation,
Dissect it like a vaccination, eject it like an apple playlist, correct it like the baddest grade, infect it with their annotations, inject it and assassinate it, till your mind is bland and vacant,
They take your energy and grab and drain it,
So during free time, its mindless video games; procrastination
When were children, are brains are swimming with animation,
But through school it shrinks up like an arid raisin
You wanna be an actor famous, or a rap sensation?
Well that’s amusing till they laugh away your aspirations,
They take your spirit and they trap it in a hided basement,
So I zone out, and hop onto my flying spaceship.