This is a song about "How i hate homework"

I don’t care where ya are

How can i really hate her?

Just lay your head on my shoulder

I hate being sober

I hate you and your mother,

We fuckin' it up this summer

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

And i hate the chilly weather

That the teachers are giving us too much homework

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Hate me so i can wright,

My uncle pulled me to the side

See what's in the scheme? that's how much i hate their meaningless, horrid mess

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