A lil' different from my usual posts, check it...

Yo le me tell u bout this lonely person,
only hurtin’, cause he’s thirstin’... recognition,
see neglect is the main issue,
pain is inflicted when no one is really with you/
Alone in the world, no boys, no girl,
just people who pick on him, calling him girl, j
ust people who beat him until he just hurls/
coughing out blood, and flem,
and it's like nothing gone change,
nobody got his back, he doesn’t have friends,
he’s driven to a point he wants his life to just end…

They calling him names,
he’s had it, they calling him faggot,
they calling him gay,
pushing towars the judgment day/
he’ll be the judge and the jury,
where you won’t fear the bully,
just the one being bullied,
like this nerdy little school-kid,
cause I’m sure he’ll… flip some day,
walk around with clips in pockets sipped all day,
tired of being hit and getting lip all day,
ready to steady rip out stray/
out of his daddy’s shotgun, or magnum,
whatever kinda weapons, he has’em/
wanting to drop whoever hassles him,
catching assholes just to blast on them/
what is it? He’s gone mad?
Nah, he’s actually just mad,
tired of always being sad,
somehow disturbed but yet he’s glad/
he’s so upset, from all this shit,
he only gets, pure disrespect/
and fits he throws, but nobody yet knows,
so nobody ever comes, man this kid is all alone,
trying to restrain but yet remains with psychotic zones…

He has nobody, has nothing,
where are his parents? They’re working,
does he have friends? No he doesn’t,
but now he’ll try to prove something,
it’s all or nothing, and he starts off just bucking,
on all the motherfucking… schoolmates,
that he hates, it feels great,
he’s in control, he gives fates,
but wait, his finally feeling the weight,
of being concealed behind gates,
is too great, but he can’t take… it back/
he’s lost his mind,
leaving a lot of pain behind,
and he can’t ever rewind... the clock,
so he stops, sits back and takes on moreshot,
no more and all for what?
To be remembered, by school members,
as the one who spilled his membrane,
after rising up against-them,
traumatizing them with hatred,
horrifying them with vengeance/
trying to shame, all the ones who lit his flame,
all the ones who called him names,
all the ones who picked on him…

It’s anarchy, an obvious tragedy, caused by insanity,
this lonely kid broke all the harmony,
from all the people who could possibly... hurt him,
and now he’s burning, he’s just turning... and tossing,
within his coffin, it’s something... to think about, no doubt/
this kid was loosing his mind,
and in time he snapped,
no disrespect to Columbine,
for this issue I rap, now it’s wrapped/
its covered, it’s over/
its done, it’s off my dome,
but somewhere out there another kid feels alone...

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