Role Model
By Kyle Nelson
Back in high school I was funny
Looking
But sometimes I was serious
Ly annoying
Back in high school I was kind
Of a nobody
Back in high school I was money
hungry
Back in high school I was the strongest in my class
My, uh, first period dance class
Back in high school I was a player
A video game player
Back in high school I got all the girls
A piece of gum if they asked me
I knew how to play the game
But they didn’t usually talk to me
Cuz they didn’t know my name
Nah, I’m just playing
Back in high school I was a pimp
One year for Halloween
Word to my mother
The finest girl called my house one day
To talk to my older brother
I mean, don’t get me wrong
I had love
Handles
I made out with cute girls all the time----
In my imagination
My first kiss wasn’t memorable
But man she was pretty
Much the easiest girl in the city
No, no, no, see
Back in high school I worked it
(Beatbox)
I worked it
(Beatbox)
I worked it.
I worked. It sucked.
I worked after school. It sucked.
I worked on weekends. It sucked.
I worked all the time
Back in high school I never committed a crime
By myself
Back in high school I never cheated
On anyone
cuz I never had a girlfriend
But I rocked the newest trends
I had the nicest things
The sweetest kicks
And diamond rings
I went to the mall like every day
And I didn’t pay
Cuz back in high school I had the nicest clothes
On layaway.
Because I couldn’t afford them.
I was dangerous
-ly close to becoming a loser.
Back in high school I was mature
-ing at a much slower rate than my peers
I had the nicest hair
On my legs. It was blonde. Peach fuzz. People asked me if I shaved.
I didn’t.
Back in high school I was smooth
Look, I was a late bloomer, okay? I’m sick of talking about it.
Back in high school I was BOSS
-ed around my sister, my mom
Back in high school I was in charge
Of taking out the garbage and
the kitty litter
Back in high school I was always on
The couch
I was always on my sister’s nerves
My mother’s mind
I was always on the internet
But I was never alone
Cuz back in high school I listened
To my sister’s conversations on the phone
Back in high school I was the man
Liest kid in my first period dance class. Have I already told you about that class? It was awesome. I learned how to pada beret and fouette (WATCH THIS).
(Gangster walk)
Back in high school I was a G
E-E-K
I took off my shirt like every day
In gym class. It was part of the game
To this day
I remember the humiliation and the pain
I’m just playing
Back in high school I was never scared
In public
I had respect
For no one
Back in high school I swore
(no seriously, I swore a lot)
Back in high school I was strong-
Armed by my dad
I got beat up by my older brother
I discovered-----
That they weren’t perfect
Back in high school I used to run
My mouth
I used to run – home from school
From the cops
From my problems
I used to run - With the bad crowd
Away from home
Away from my parents
Away from it all
I hated school
Back in high school I never thought
That I’d become a teacher
But here I am.
Thank you.
