It was a dark and stormy night, that's how to start a story right/

ignore the bright lightening strikes in the sky that give sight/

the full moon supplies the vision with its bright white luminescence/

thunder boomin' through the session as the teacher writes a lesson/

bright and eager students forced to pick professions based on first impressions/

following directions not of their own suggestions, causing stressin/

in the waistband, next to tucked erections, guns are resting/

that leads to more arresting/the standardized testing isn't interesting/

the current system isn't catching, with parents empty nesting we've crossed the intersection/

my suggestion is to tell all those that preach oppression to get to stepping/

stairway to heaven

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