Times New Roman [Underrated]

I walked into class I was pretty high I started drawing pictures of the city sky The teacher looked over at my desk And saw that i wasn't even opening the test She said " What the fuck are you doing Can't You see what i've written up in the Rubic Don't you know that you can't make a living off of music And Art is for losers" "That not true but" I told her "you're authority" So i can't do nothing or else i'll probably get quarantined I'll wait until the art in me is partially Deteriorated by the fear that you try to spark in me She said "thats the spirit" Now you can go home and retype those lyrics Make sure it's double spaced, no time for a colored page Black and White come back with something plain" It needs to be Times New Roman, 12 Point Font God Forbid We let the kids be creative, they might revolt and fuck the new world up It's a cold world, that's why i ain't worried bout my old girl And why I ain't worried bout society I'm only gonna be what I try to be I ain't taking these pills that they supply to me Cause the people in charge ain't gonna die with me And the same companies that push technology They don't care if you get cancer, they be just some dollar fiends They told me An0maly, just rap about hoes Then we can sell clothes and we can make millions Fuck your feelings, as long as we getting it Your poetry is irrelevant No one want intelligent, No one wants a revolution Juse tell em the future is good and maybe then we can sell em music We don't want creative, we want the same shit An open mind is most dangerous It needs to be Times New Roman, 12 Point Font God Forbid We let the kids be creative, they might revolt and fuck the new world up