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[Verse 1] See, Andy seems like just an average boy Fifteen, growin' up in Detroit Gets bullied everyday, man, he feels like a toy Being played with by Troy And his gang Because of them he finds no joy Getting home from school just to fucking get annoyed On his Xbox, he just wants to end it But he can't picture a happy ending He'd just make his mum cry, and that would end him When he reaches out, he's not pretending He tries to maintain the pain Tries to fight the restraints But nothing works, he's stuck in rain Waiting for the school bus to take him away Tears mix with the rain as the bus pulls in his lane If his life was a game, it'd be Heavy Rain He hops on the bus, sees a brand new kid Sits next to him, they become best friends They both live in some stressed ends Talk about Troy and the dickhead he is Says his name is Mike, in the bizz Of guns with his dad, where he lives Bullets kiss, and none of the shots miss He said, "I can teach you some aiming tonight" He replied with, "Alright, I could try it tonight" Little did he know, that this would be his turning from light [Verse 2] Pulls to the house, hands him a .9 He says, "Pull back and fire Man, your shooting is fine We can go lootin' tonight You know Troy? We can shoot him tonight I'm just kidding, but we could fool him; we might" But the questions is if he's scared of the bite Of the Devil asking him to shoot up a block He says, "Nah, but hand me one of those I can show you what I can do with some of those These guns got hunnid flows" He goes home, questions his sanity He thinks of a plan, but it could leave him dead As he lies in his bed, thinkin' in his head Give a fuck about a fed I'm finna fucking do this, finna take over the land Pops him some pills like fucking Trippie Redd Passes out... wakes up in the mornin' He knows what he must do, he knows he can't ignore it Today, Troy gets what's comin' for him [Verse 3] Pulls to the school next day Troy plays for him for a fool that day Andy knows what he must do Brings out a Glock and shoots him in the face Walks in the school, screams, "Every living disgrace Come out here, so I can show you my new face" Blood all over him, shot a 14 year old in the chest His inner demons tell him to confess All of his pain in his best Way of talking, but his stress Makes him take the body for molest The police arrive and found him in a nest Of dead bodies and the rest Were chucked out in the bins So listen here, on one little thing If you get bad thoughts, give a hotline a ring 'Cause you know you're not fine, and think You could do somethin' stupid, don't buy a Glock .9, just think You're saving many lives as well as yours