I this kid named Alberto, funny style cat And his looked like a turtle Not Lisa Turtle, just a school track, he ran the hurdle His shed tears senior year when he got murdered
Now Alberto was average A student Participated in class, never came and never truant His family was perfect His sister was prom queen His dad a decorated vet from the Vietnam
His mother was Abby, an ordinary house wife Like clockwork, always had on the table at 5 But had a monster he kept under his bed of letting it out he just got a girlfriend instead
She knew something was funny, she could tell by his Or the way he shook his hand he would wave to her She thought nothing of it and just shoved it in the Until the day word dripped out like leaky faucet
Alberto was homosexual, I ain't have against it But little Ronnie Johnson and all his player friends did They'd always and nag, call him, "Fag" and such and such And couldn't wait to get to gym so they could really bust his
The gym teacher cared He'd just join in on the action, he'd silly gestures And him to Micheal Jackson Alberto take it He'd just stop showing up and whenever he walked halls He just felt throwin' up
And he would cry and cry and ask, "God why?" Like, "God, why the fuck'd I have to be born way?" God would reply, "Son, you've gotta show 'em more than gay" 'Cause he had to be a track star that warm April night them gay jokes went way too far
Ronnie begged for his forgiveness and invited him to a 'Cause his parents went away and left him of Bacardi Alberto accepted, he was finally accepted Except it was all deception and left all unprotected
It was a plan, had scammed to get him in the right place degrade and rearrange his pretty face The would go swiftly, they started calling him sissy One punch turned into fifty, they 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 Needless to say it was one big And how was gonna explain to his family
While they were on vacation taking in He got and killed 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 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 behave the way do Just utilize the gifts that God you
I knew girl named Maria, bright and talented aspirations to be a big superstar What a idea Until she fell off and started to listening to her Oh,
Now maria was your obnoxious Analytical strong rebel Flippin' off the principal, single home structure She looked after baby brother while mom worked two Just to buy
Pops was a musician, troubled man Juggling 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 keen sense of Who saw silence in the she found And she would stay up at night Reciting songs to herself under moonlight
Righting wrongs that her pops Promised her mom she'd go that same route out Carrie Anne had other plans Her and her man Ronnie popular Second to nobody
Homecoming versus ugly duckling And the ends the same way Okay, Ronnie's parents went away for a couple of And him, "No drinking" the fuck were they thinking?
Maria was oblivious that her boyfriend had already been So when Carrie Anne asked she got all Like, "Damn now I got something to forward to" Or so she thought, kindly accepted She was finally accepted, it was all bullshit
Not pay Anne hated Maria 'cause she could sing So she scored a bag of heroin but the craziest was Maria never touched drugs, she did that
And when her man was getting beat she was nowhere in Now her lie in blood and she had no idea Alberto passed and she got hooked her senior year to say it was one one big tragedy
And I hate to break it but it end happily A warm day in May, the sky was so Carrie Anne in a crash leaving the funeral