When Your Mom Puts On Her Oldies And You Know Every Word,
And she looks at you sing like:
You’re just into it:
And she joins in and y’all are like:
Arguing With Your Mom:
She’s Downstairs Yelling & You’re Sitting In Your Room Like:
She “Claim’s” She’s Gonna Come Upstairs & You’re Like:
Then. You Suddenly Hear Footsteps Coming Up The Stairs & You Get Up Like This:
But.. It’s Not Your Mom Its Somebody Else& You’re Sitting There Like:
My Typical Classroom
1:
The stoners in the back like:
2:
The class clowns are like:
3:
Girls on their period are like:
4:
The bestfriends are like:
5:
That one dude who is ready to fight at all times is like:
6:
The teacher’s pet is front in center like:
7:
That one person who is always texting is like:
8:
Nobody is learning so the teacher like:
MY SCHOOL.
I hate when I talk to my mom…
And she’s screaming like…
And I’m just sitting there listening like…
Then she says I have an attitude…
And I’m like…
Then she tries to hit me like…
And I’m tryna dodge em’ like…
And she’s still hittin’ me like…
And through the hits I’m like…
And I try to play hurt like…
Then she leaves… and I’m like…
