Don’t look into my eyes, look into the glass
I saw you sitting sideways, sniffing your finger in class

You say you brush your teeth, why are they always gold?
You have a crush on your teacher, who is thirty years old

Hey, I don’t know what the others say
You barely show up to school everyday

You tell everyone that your clothes are the best
But you beg for help when you need to get dressed

Oh yeah sure, you’re a pretty fast talker
But in gym class, you’re a pretty slow walkerThis couplet is done, and this one is mine

But I didn’t insult the teacher this time