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Ironic how today
Is repeated in a way
That reverses all the curses
But you call it a new day

I’m not saying that it’s lame
It just feels like a big game
It gets bigger it gets harder
But everything’s the same

Had a dream, ‘was in trouble, I was failing in class
But my teacher was my boss, she knew numbers and math
Sweaty palms, last minute, there’s no way imma pass
Don’t get me started on my momma, she gon get my ass

Next day had a dream that was similar
Different episode in HD like a cinema
A new season cause it ain’t the first time
Feeling bound by laws that visit at night

Is your homework done
Your assignment’s due
Momma’s voice in my head still like it’s been looped
Realising life is an endless school
Only difference is Momma ain’t got tell me what to do now

The pressures of the past ain’t right - you feel me
But the pressures of past do right - you feel me

This time I’m depended on my discipline/
Beating up myself for straight A’s so I’m listening/
To all these muf*** in the game we ain’t different
These nigga’s need some schooling ‘fore they claim the magnificence