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I knew this kid named Alberto, style cat
And his girl looked like a
Not Lisa Turtle, just a
High school track, he ran the
His peers shed tears year when he got murdered

Now Alberto was your average A
Participated in class, never came late and never
His family was perfect
His older sister was queen
His dad a decorated vet the Vietnam team

His mother was Dear Abby, an ordinary wife
Like clockwork, always had on the table at 5
But Alberto had a he kept under his bed
Instead of it out he just got a girlfriend instead

She knew something was funny, she tell by his behavior
Or the way he flamboyantly shook his
he would wave to her
She nothing of it and just shoved it in the closet
Until the day that dripped out like leaky faucet

Alberto was homosexual, I ain't have nothing it
But little Ronnie Johnson and all his football friends did
They'd always pick and nag, call him, "Fag" and and such
And couldn't to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts

The gym teacher cared
He'd join in on the action, he'd make silly gestures
And compared him to Micheal
couldn't take it
He'd stop showing up and whenever he walked them halls
He just like throwin' up

And night he cry and cry and ask, "God why?"
Like, "God, why the fuck'd I to be born this way?"
God would reply, "Son, you've gotta show 'em more than gay"
'Cause he had to be a track star
Until warm April night them gay jokes went way too far

begged for his forgiveness and invited him to a party
'Cause his parents went away and left him of Bacardi
Alberto accepted, he was finally accepted
it was all deception and left them all unprotected

It was a plan, had scammed to get him in the right place
Verbally degrade and rearrange his face
The plan go swiftly, they started calling him sissy
One punch turned fifty, they beat him till he was dizzy

Now Alberto lie in blood while his peers look on in
He took his last breath and passed away his senior
Needless to say it was one big
And how was gonna explain to his family

they were on vacation taking in sights
He got wasted and killed a kid that
Don't be a slave and behave the way do
Just the gifts that God gave you

Don't be a and behave the way they do
utilize the gifts that God gave you
Don't be a slave and behave the way do
Just utilize the that God gave you
Don't be a and behave the way they do
utilize the gifts that God gave you

I knew this girl named Maria, bright and
aspirations to be a big superstar
What a idea
Until she fell off and started to to her peers
Oh,

Now maria was your typical
Analytical strong rebel
Flippin' off the principal, single mother structure
She looked after baby brother while mom two jobs
Just to buy

was a struggling musician, troubled man
Juggling and heroin addiction
He overdosed and a notice of eviction
And a crate of records on the in the kitchen

And a angel with a keen sense of sound
Who saw in the records she found
And she stay up late at night
Reciting songs to herself under moonlight

Righting wrongs that her pops
Promised her mom she'd go that same route
Turns out Carrie had other plans
Her and her man most popular
best to nobody

Homecoming versus ugly duckling
And the story the same way
Okay, parents went away for a couple of days
And him, "No drinking"
What the fuck they thinking?

was oblivious that her boyfriend had already been invited
So when Carrie asked she got all excited
Like, "Damn now I got something to forward to"
Or so she thought, Maria accepted
She was finally accepted, it was all bullshit

Not pay
Carrie Anne hated 'cause she could sing
So she scored a bag of but the craziest thing was
never touched drugs, she did that night

And when her man was getting beat she was in sight
Now her boyfriend lie in and she had no idea
Alberto passed away and she got hooked her year
to say it was one one big tragedy

And I hate to it but it doesn't end happily
A warm day in May, the sky was so
Carrie Anne died in a crash the funeral