I knew this kid Alberto, funny style cat And his girl looked a turtle Not Turtle, just a turtle High school track, he ran the His peers shed senior year when he got murdered
Now Alberto was average A student Participated in class, never came late and truant His family was perfect His older was prom queen His dad a decorated vet from the team
His mother was Abby, an ordinary house wife Like clockwork, always had dinner on the at 5 But Alberto had a he kept under his bed Instead of letting it out he just got a girlfriend
She knew something was funny, she could tell by his Or the way he shook his hand When he wave to her She thought nothing of it and just it in the closet the day that word dripped out like leaky faucet
Alberto was homosexual, I ain't nothing against it But little Ronnie Johnson and all his player friends did They'd always pick and nag, call him, "Fag" and such and And couldn't to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts
The gym never cared He'd just join in on the action, he'd make silly And him to Micheal Jackson Alberto couldn't it He'd just stop showing up and whenever he walked them He felt 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 'em you're more than gay" 'Cause he had dreams to be a track Until that warm April night gay jokes went way too far
Ronnie begged for his forgiveness and him to a party 'Cause his parents went and left him plenty of Bacardi Alberto kindly accepted, he was finally Except it was all deception and them all unprotected
It was a plan, Ronnie had scammed to get him in the right Verbally and rearrange his pretty face The plan would go swiftly, started calling him sissy One punch into fifty, they beat him till he was dizzy
Now Alberto lie in blood while his look on in fear He took his last breath and passed away his senior to say it was one big tragedy And how was gonna explain to his family
While they on vacation taking in sights He got wasted and a kid that night be a slave and behave the way they do Just utilize the gifts God gave you
Don't be a and behave the way they do Just the gifts that God gave you Don't be a slave and the way they do Just utilize the gifts God gave you be a slave and behave the way they do Just 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 off and started to listening to her peers Oh,
Now maria was your obnoxious Analytical head strong Flippin' off the principal, mother home structure She looked baby brother while mom worked two jobs Just to buy
Pops was a struggling musician, man Juggling family and addiction He and left a notice of eviction And a of records on the table in the kitchen
And a little angel with a keen of sound Who saw in the records she found And she would stay up late at Reciting to herself under pale moonlight
Righting that her pops made Promised her mom she'd never go that same Turns out Carrie had other plans Her and her man most popular best to nobody
Homecoming queen versus duckling And the story ends the way Okay, Ronnie's parents went for a couple of days And him, "No drinking" What the fuck they thinking?
Maria was oblivious that her boyfriend had already been So when Anne asked she got all excited Like, "Damn now I got something to look to" Or so she thought, Maria accepted She was finally accepted, except it was all
Not pay Carrie Anne hated 'cause she could sing So she scored a bag of heroin but the craziest was Maria never drugs, she did that night
And when her man was getting she was nowhere in sight Now her boyfriend lie in and she had no idea Alberto passed away and she got hooked her senior 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