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The
First SemesterListen up
people, you can all now relax
Einstein has
arrived, and you can ride on my back
Oh you ain’t heard?
I’m a genius you see
These scrubs
pay tuition, but I attend school for free
If you think
that I’m joking, then please have no doubt
I got more
awards in high school than the grammies give out
They call you
the fraction, I’m 100 percent
If brains were
like money, I’m the national mint
Profs say that
I’m tripping, but I’ll make them say “wow”
Why don’t you
just give me my straight As right now?
Cause you know
it’s a forgone when it comes to the books
Just call me
the dial tone cause I’m straight off the hook
Now I’m on
campus, but I must split my time
Cause the
opposite sex is just looking so fine
My old friends from high school?
I ain’t stuttin them geeks
Cause I was
just asked to be one of the greeks
I took over
this campus right out of the box
Me and my
homies got the parties on lock
When I go to
the club, they call me the fish
Cause I drink
like a guppie inside of a dish
I know that
you’re worried, but don’t be alarmed
I keep busy,
but you know that my grades won’t be harmed
Oh, about that math test?
Don’t worry bout it cuz
Alright….OK,
what had happened wuz…..
Imma be real, I
won’t tell you no lies
My midterms had
grades that I don’t recognize
But that’s all
gonna change cause I’m more focused see
I’ll be
studying with Billy, Tyrone, Angie and T
They say that
studying in groups doesn’t work all that well
I told Dr.
Watkins, and he just said “Awwww hayell”
He said I was
getting too carried away
And in the long
run, there’s a price I would pay
How does that
little cricket know what life’s all about?
He needs to
just keep my name out his mouth
I’m not his
son, his daughter, his husband or wife
How can that
fool know what’s best for MY LIFE?
My report card
should be arriving today
My grades are
not perfect, but they should be ok
I
procrastinated a little, I must confess
But I DID study
all night before I took the test
I open the
mailbox with real shaky hands
My parents are
sweating me like internal glands
I creak open
the paper, then a little more
The first
letter makes my mother pass out on the floor
I now get a
seizure like epilepsy
Cause my report
is yelling “FDDFC”!
Daddy is about
to have cardiac arrest
If his cussin
were holy, I would have been SUPER BLESSED
My face fills
with liquid from all of my tears
Cleaning this
mess will take 2 or 3 years
My friends that
studied and partied with me
Are back home
with their mama’s just watching TV
It was bad
enough hearing my parents lip
But the school
is now taking my whole scholarship
If my brain
were really the national mint
I would have
looked at the scholarship and all the fine print
College is
thunder, you already know
But if I could
start over, I would have started off slow
Cause things
don’t always go as we planned
There’s a whole
lot of distraction in this wonderland
Have fun while
in college, but don’t lose your mind
Smart students
have BALANCE and get on the grind
Be smart with
your choices, don’t forget who you be
Or you’ll be home with yo mama, just hanging with
me.
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