Do you know what i'm about to do?
As I bend over and tie my shoe.
Walk through the gates straight into the school,
Drop my bag, look and find my tools.
Do you know why I shoot my gun?
Look at what society has done.
Pointing and laughing, oh it was just a joke?
I hope you choke on your fucking cigarette smoke.
Better yet, let me do you a huge favor.
Open your mouth and tell me this guns flavor.
Afterall, it was my brothers last meal.
Do you know the heart breaking pain I feel?
Losing my little brother to suicide.
You pathetic bullies always made my brother cry.
There's nothing left, but to finish this act.
I hope you don't expect me to handle this with tact.