When you see graduation approaching
We all know what will follow
Freedom or so you think
Marching down the aisle
Pimpin’ across the stage
Taking that phat ass paper in ya hand
Raising the roof with it and a pumped fist
You start to cheese your ass off
While feeling bad for those who ain’t there
You knew what it took
You did what you had to do
You suffered through all the credit hours
Hey just be glad you earned that diploma
You know what you can do now
Hell you not be 18 yet
But a diploma means that you are an adult
Shit your ass can party hardy … get down with ya bad self
Or you can get ready to do the real things
Oh what you must have forgot
You are now officially and adult
YOU GOTTA GET A JOB
That’s right ain’t nothing free no more
Your rent, water, electricity, cable, phone etc
College tution, books, fees, housing
‘chile you got BILLS BILLS BILLS
Betta pay em now
Cause once you hit 18
Credit here youo come
Good credit, bad credit,. Or in you case no credit at all
Its time to get a job …
Startled by reality, you awaken
Sweat is pouring by off your head and body
You look up and realize … phew … you’ve got three years left
