Marcus wrote this in 2008. It's still funny, and relevant, today.
Your cash is gone
Your grades have bombed
Can’t trim your nails nor mow your lawn
Your eyes are red
You look half dead
Never remember what you said
Seem hella old
Can’t breathe in cold
Holy crap, Kid, you smell like mold
Get beat by thugs
Food tastes like bugs
So next time just say no to drugs
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