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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 senior year when he got

Now Alberto was average A student
Participated in class, never came and never truant
His family was picture
His older was prom queen
His dad a vet from the Vietnam team

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

She knew was funny, she could tell by his behavior
Or the way he shook his hand
When he wave to her
She thought nothing of it and just shoved it in the
Until the day that word dripped out leaky faucet

Alberto was homosexual, I ain't have against it
But little Ronnie Johnson and all his football friends did
They'd always pick and nag, call him, "Fag" and such and
And wait to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts

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

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

Ronnie for his forgiveness and invited him to a party
'Cause his parents went away and left him plenty of
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
degrade and rearrange his pretty face
The plan go swiftly, they started calling him sissy
One punch turned into fifty, they beat him he was dizzy

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

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

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

I knew this named Maria, bright and talented
With aspirations to be a big
What a great
Until she fell off and started to listening to her
Oh,

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

Pops was a musician, troubled man
family and heroin addiction
He and left a notice of eviction
And a crate of on the table in the kitchen

And a little angel with a sense of sound
Who saw in the records she found
And she would stay up at night
Reciting to herself under pale moonlight

Righting that her pops made
her mom she'd never go that same route
Turns out Carrie Anne had plans
Her and her man Ronnie most
best to nobody

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

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

Not pay
Carrie Anne hated Maria she could sing
So she scored a bag of but the craziest thing was
Maria touched drugs, she did that night

And when her man was getting beat she was nowhere in
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 to break it but it doesn't end happily
A warm day in May, the sky was so
Carrie Anne died in a leaving the funeral