[Verse 1: L.A. VanGogh]
It's the day before Rebecca black's favorite day
Just had cla** I need to take the pain away
I might be failing such a fiasco
I used to get straight A's in high school with Plasco
Security systems and the teachers was a**holes
It's backwards like a frog turning into a tadpole
Grab a bag we gone sip mad slow
Cough syrup pouring like I'm trying to cure a bad cold
I'm a good kid, I'm trying to break that mold
The lights might glitter but I know they ain't that gold
What's the point of being young they tell us to act old?
Remotely controlled and the parents all scold
f** you! why don't you lemme find my own dream?
We all could ball if we wasn't on the wrong teams
I call God but all he do is let the phone ring
It's thirsty Thursday so I'll forget about the whole thing
[Hook: L.A. VanGogh]
Pop a pill, do something, light the fire up
Pop a shot do something, get in line ups
Pop a pill do something f** your mind up
Ignorance is bliss
And baby we love it, we love it
Yeah we love it
Ignorance is bliss boy
[Verse 2: L.A. VanGogh]
Another 4 years without seeing some real scratch
What if I never get the job that my field's at?
The Government knock at my door "where the bills at?"
Cause I can't pay them loans back tell me you don't feel that
Hello college kids, I'm ya best friend
We on the same road, driving round the same bends
That 9 to 5 life would k** me more every day
I can write a song but I s** at writing resumes
So go ahead and do me a favor
Tell em turning in papers ain't making me paper
Don't get me wrong stay in school get an edu-ma-cation
But I ain't got time to waste I ain't waiting for later
Yeah I'm all about the green like I'm trying to save the forests
How I get out get something when they ain't got nothing for us
A couple thoughts that turned out in the worse way
We gone drink it all away cause it's Thursday
[Hook]
[Verse 3: L.A. VanGogh]
Much as I hate school I gotta use it
Cause I can't sit around and not do sh**
See I'd rather be in cla**, than sitting on my a**
Or sitting on the ave sipping purple blast
Looking through the gla**, wishing I could have
A tear falls down all the people stop to laugh
A year done gone past, turned to a drug abuser
Member in high school you used to call us nerds loser?
Well n***a what you doing? Barely alive
Me, I'm trying to survive until at least 85
You just turned 25, already bout to die
Reaching out for the sky. ask that guy for a dime
Ain't got nowhere else to be, could care less bout the time
Just been dying for a pint since the day you resigned
Just take away the pain you shouldn't have in the first place
Now you wishing for a Thursday