Hi, it's Andrew reporting for KRAM
First on the news, football went ham
Gavin and Myself doing a project
We need a story or we will get wrecked
By the grades
Hey, M-O-R-I-N-G
I really want an A, graduation at ease
I've been in education for like 12 years
If I pass, torture will finally cease
Last year's project was kind of cringey
Hopefully this year isn't as depressing
If it is, it's for a different reason
Cause the production value is really decreasing
You can't handle all these bars
You can't handle all these cars
You can't handle all these bands
I'm actually really broke
I'm really slacking, not turning in projects
I still haven't handed in last year's special effects
Reasons are unknown I'm lazy
What's the difference between Premier and AE
I was an anchor once, it didn't go too well
Recording took the whole period, even after the bell
I was stuttering so much I didn't have clue
What am I even doing in EM2
I was asked to join KRAM I said sure
I'm inevitably the worst head editor
Drawing out the layout for this song is straining
I guess you could say it's Every Frame A Painting
I really hope this grade soars higher than birds
Make sure to always use your Rule of Thirds
I'm being pretty creative with all these writtens and prints
Gavin when you capture this, make sure to white balance
I cannot rap so
I'm gonna sing
But I can't do that either
You can probably tell
From the auto-tune
That I suck at my job
So we're back now, for verse two
And apparently we need a story out of the blue
So here it goes, Billy walking his dog
He figured he should go back inside, there's a lot of fog
But a car drove by, he wasn't holding tight
And then Billy's dog pulled with all his might
Billy fell down on his face
He said I swear you little mutt, you know I'll make you pay
Scratch that! Let's change the subject
Take that idea, let's press eject
But I really don't think we can move on from that
Cause not gonna lie, the story would then be flat
Graduating Senior year would be a dream
But sometimes not everything is what it seems
I'm distracted by inside jokes, we're closer than a seam
We ended up turning Moring into a meme
Me and the homie Gavin are the best team
We don't ever let anything distract us
Until we got to my house
Then we played video games for like seventeen hundred hours
We did not know what to do we were lost
But we were not taking a late, it would cost
So I hooked up the mic and went into the booth
We spit and we spat and pushed all the way through
I cannot rap so
I'm gonna sing
But I can't do that either
You can probably tell
From the auto-tune
That I suck at my job
I cannot rap so
I'm gonna sing
But I can't do that either
You can probably tell
From the auto-tune
That I suck at my job