I knew kid named Alberto, funny style cat And his girl like a turtle Not Lisa Turtle, just a school track, he ran the hurdle His peers shed tears senior year when he got
Now Alberto was your average A Participated in class, never came and never truant His was picture perfect His sister was prom queen His dad a decorated vet the Vietnam team
His mother was Dear Abby, an ordinary wife Like clockwork, always had on the table at 5 But Alberto had a monster he under his bed Instead of letting it out he just got a instead
She knew something was funny, she tell by his behavior Or the way he flamboyantly his hand he would wave to her She thought of it and just shoved it in the closet Until the day that word dripped out like leaky
Alberto was homosexual, I ain't nothing against it But little Ronnie Johnson and all his player friends did always pick and nag, call him, "Fag" and such and such And couldn't to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts
The gym teacher never He'd just join in on the action, he'd make silly And him to Micheal Jackson Alberto couldn't it He'd just 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 I have 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 star Until that warm April night gay jokes went way too far
Ronnie begged for his forgiveness and invited him to a 'Cause his went away 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, had scammed to get him in the right place Verbally degrade and rearrange his face The would go swiftly, they started calling him sissy One turned into fifty, they beat him till he was dizzy
Now Alberto lie in blood his peers look on in fear He took his last breath and passed away his senior to say it was one big tragedy And how was ronnie gonna explain to his
While they were on vacation in sights He got wasted and killed a kid night Don't be a slave and the way they do Just the gifts that God gave you
Don't be a and behave the way they do Just utilize the that God gave you Don't be a slave and the way they do Just utilize the gifts that God you Don't be a and behave the way they do utilize the gifts that God gave you
I knew girl named Maria, bright and talented With aspirations to be a big What a idea she fell off and started to listening to her peers Oh,
Now maria was your obnoxious Analytical strong rebel off the principal, single mother home structure She looked baby brother while mom worked two jobs to buy supper
Pops was a musician, troubled man Juggling family and addiction He overdosed and left a notice of And a crate of 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 songs to herself pale moonlight
Righting that her pops made Promised her mom she'd never go that route Turns out Carrie Anne had plans Her and her man Ronnie most Second to nobody
queen versus ugly duckling And the ends the same way Okay, Ronnie's parents went for a couple of days And him, "No drinking" What the fuck were they
was oblivious that her boyfriend had already been invited So Carrie Anne asked she got all excited Like, "Damn now I got to look forward to" Or so she thought, Maria kindly She was accepted, except it was all bullshit
Not pay Anne hated Maria 'cause she could sing So she a bag of heroin but the craziest thing was never touched drugs, she did that night
And when her man was getting beat she was nowhere in Now her lie in blood and she had no idea passed away and she got hooked her senior year Needless to say it was one one big
And I hate to break it but it end happily A day in May, the sky was so beautiful Carrie Anne died in a crash leaving the