VERSE: There they go again, hara**ing this kid so easily His name is Andy, he grew up right down the street from me I barely know him though, I just see him in school while pa**ing me Usually followed by two kids giggling in back of him I don't know why I feel the need to interfere and I'll be honest The kid is obviously a little weird He's got a stutter, plus always talks to himself, but it is clear to me they shouldn't mess with him He probably wishes they'd disappear Like yeah hes different, so? He ain't causing harm to anyone Yeah he might annoy them, not on purpose though He's never done something intentionally offensive like these other kids Like yelling "stop being a retard!" when they see him mumbling Or called him a f*ggot when he's saying something awkward Yeah, he lives with it, but he shouldn't have too any longer He's just a kid like any of us Matter of fact, next time I see him I'm gonna say something and have his back VERSE: The next day ain't any better, they're abusing him Everyday gets worse 'cause people accept it as they become used to it And he don't stand up but what can you do with that hate against you You call 'em out, he's called a spaz with some anger issues They hear but they don't listen, senseless They're hearing that bullies are everywhere thinking that here must be the exception But it's so alive and its so true They got open eyes but they don't view They got growing minds that they don't use And its pulverizing our whole youth But to be honest, most of these bullies don't mean any harm They're just kids like any of us, they like to be in charge They like attention, but just lack guidance in getting it So they put others down, none of us are always innocent But that don't make it right, cause again I'm watching Andy get tortured by two of his peers with no reason in sight And I know he knows I watch and he sees me paying attention And It's getting worse and worse, I hope he knows that I respect him VERSE: The next day Andy didn't show up to school and I was nervous He always came to this cla**, i wonder what was the purpose The same cla** had the two kids who been messing with him But without a target, both of them just blended right in Twenty minutes later, the cla** was pretty quiet As Andy walks through the door, he was shaking and crying As all heads slowly in sync turned, he pauses Then pulls a pistol out of his front pocket The girls screamed, the boys sat there terrified Nobody expected this but everyone knew the reason why And before anyone could say something fully Within seconds, two bullets flew into his bullies More screams as the bodies collapsed I felt I should say something cause I was the only one who had his back I said "It's over Andy, they're dead! You had you're wish!" He turned to me and said "You? You were the third on my list"