My Beliefs

Don't do crack
if you're white or black,
Mexican or Asian,
'cause that's just wack.
Instead, eat a snack,
and pick up the slack
but don't fall back Zach.
Pick up your pack
and lay it over your back.
Then be cool
and go to school
and learn some facts.
Oh, and Zach
go play with your newfound nick-nacks;
but I really don't wanna see your butt crack.

Don't say you suck
if you have bad luck,
just duck
and buck
but don't fall in the muck,
and put the puck
in the hockey nook
but don't look
for a hook.
Just cook,
and read books,
and you don't need a degree
to know you got sucky luck.

I wanna know
where you'll go
when the rivers don't flow.
With your riends, your foes?
Are you sayin', no, no, that ain't so.
What did you do when Edgar Allen Poe
made you say "woah?"
And next time your grandma gives you cookie dough
just say "no,"
and go pick up the garden hoe
and say to thee:
"This is where I'll be
if you want me."

How does it feel?
When you kneel
at the Joker's heel,
is it a deal?
What about your next meal
when you can't conceal
your gang seal?
Will you peel
back with zeal
and yield
when you freak and break
the ship's keel
with an electric eel?
I know how you feel
now, when you killed the cute little veal.