FuKK UCLA

I had a horrible Sophmore Year!!

Stikks and stones will break my bones,
No financial aid, no grants and no loans,
All my plans have forever been postponed,
The world talks 2 me in the "u aint shyt" tone,
freesylin on my lyfe, problems off the top of the dome,
Why didn't I just stay at home,
Summer tyme virgin its doing me all wrong,
Premature goals, its getting good but not for long,
U kan feel the pain in this song,
Kant stand or walk I just kant be strong,
Sumthin not right lyke big girls wearing thongs,
Summer after summer and I styll didn't learn,
I'm styll sitting here waiting for my turn,
In murphy financial aid officers trynna b stern,
Fukk it give me the matches watch this shyt burn,
Look in2 my eyes u kan see I'm torn,
I'm battered and worn, owt
I need 2 just skream or showt,
Summer skool is the wrong route,
I shoulda just stayed on someone kouch,
Nikknaming me kalling me oscar the grouch,
Making things worst another insult, ouch,
Kontrolling and pushing buttons lyke dayum mouse,
Lyfe trynna divorce me lyke a bad spouse,

My teachers fukked me, my roommates fukked me
UCLA fukked me, naw
UCLA fukked got me pregnant then left me,
It went in raw,
Took my money while I was giving it jaw,
An I.O.U. Is all I saw,
They trynna stall,
Took my virginity but he won't even kall,
Promises in the summer, now its dayum near fall,
Is it my fault?? I did what he asked for,
Shyt and a lot more,
Feeling lyke ucla's whore,
They got me going bakk and forth,
And its not worth, anything,
Ucla already got a dayyum ring,
Its the pain that sting,
I'm just a little underling,
My thoughts are bubbling,
Which direktion am I heading,
I really don't know,
I'm ucla's hoe,
I kant stand 2 know,
I'm done with this flow...

I'm not one 2 be a bytch,
But uhh ucla raises its hand and makes me twitch,
Uhhh and don't kall me a snitch,
But uhh I'm just tired of they shyt,
Uhh so imma just spit,
Abowt some shyt on my list,
Uhh first off the financial aid officers should just quit,
And my professors kan just slit they wrists,
I guess u kould say I'm on my f ucla tip,
Its kool kuhz imma b outta here in a lil bit,
Just a lil twist, fake ass people I kant stand,
Saying what's up but talking shyt on the other hand,
Fake people seems 2 be a ucla brand,
Friends r fake, teachers 2, all fake lyke disneyland,

Walking down bruin walk 2 much heat,
Need sumthin 2 eat,
This klass keeps putting me 2 sleep,
I'm a kold blooded animal in these streets,
Bars fall owt my mouth lyke baby teeth,
Old lady owt front teaching me abowt history,
Its a mystery,
rooted in the past lyke a oak tree,
Expensive edukation all these hi ass fees,
how u gonna teach me when u kant see,
If u kould see, u wood know, that I'm no foe,
Lyke trynna beat a komputer at tic-tac-toe,
Its just impossible,
blakk people are always held responsible,
All these random fakts are intangible,
And according 2 my estimation,
Whyte people are the minority of this nation,
Racism in the U.S. Will never see eradication,
Self-empowerment is how I bring the man humiliation,
Marches, protest, strikes,
Eklektik group of demonstrations,
Just trynna stop the fumigating, of my people,
Im just wonderig when will racism be illegal??