Lost in the feeling of freedom and joy,
Not believing I could loose it all,
But who would be so ignorant to risk and choose to fall,
I'm silent while I watch them brawl,
Over stupid things like hats or who's tall,
Should I leave or risk it all?
Am I stupid enough to stay and pay the cost?
Knowing that the guy on the left has a blade.
Is he gonna use it because he's being taught a lesson in his own game?
Is he gonna he gonna hurt me? The chick on the side line? The instigator?
The hype crew? The friend?
Is he so enraged that I look like an enemy to him?
I think I'm gonna walk away but just as I turn, I feel the radiating pain of a bullet so deep,
even my features can't hide it.
I should've walked away,
I could've walked away,
Now I can't even walk to my own grave,
I wish I had one more chance, just so I could dance to my favorite song,
Just so I could kiss my mothers face but
I stayed and got shot by the guy beside the guy with the glock.