Everybody upnLet me introduce to you,nA man that herd of and you thought you knew,nWell give me a couple of seconds just to prove to you,nYou never did, but let me give you a chance too,nI use to swear everybody had it in for menPeople only wanted to talk to spit on menSo I'd, paint pictures, draw a little bitnAnd every time I'd was pissed off at some kid I’d,nGet home, draw a little sketchnOf any kid I hated with a knife in the necknA pencil in the eye and a hole in the back, nI had a back pack of six sketches like that,nAnd over time people started to see,nThe pictures that I made, made a lot of scence to me, nBut, it never ready made much of a difference, nThey still talk shit, but not at close distance, nAnd that sucked because all I wanted to have nWas a little attention weather good or bad,nBut over time I got sick of tryinnAnd kept makin them pictures and kept re-drawin linesnnI don’t know where I’m going with this nI’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of thisnSit back and take in the story of the kid, nAs I look back at the strange things I didnnEverybody upnLet me tell the truth to younI never thought id be anyone you wished you knew,nAnd just thought id end up a stain on the wall,nSomething you want to fix because you've seen it all,nAnyway back a few years in timenI had a class with this smart mouth friend of mine,nAnd we would sit in the back, the two of us combine, nWe'd make fun of everybody just to pass the time,nNow we did it quietly so no one heard, nA couple of nerds sentence full of pictures and wordsnUntil this kid heard we were callin him names and decided to get tough,nI remember he came up to me that day in front of half my friends nAnd talk shit so loud people couldn't pretend they didn't hear him,nSayin he would beat my ass and i laughed nBut he was serious and pushed me back,nAt this point I was pretty confused,nThis little BITCH was all ampt so what could I do? nI should have come back at him for all to see,nBut instead I just told him that, it wasn't mennI don’t know where I’m going with this nI’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of thisnSit back and take in the story of the kid, nAs I look back at the strange things I didnI don’t know where I’m going with this nI’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of thisnSit back and take in the story of the kid, nAs I look back at the strange things I didnnIt’s like flat liners, see that flick,nPeople dyin, comin back seeing crazy shit, nPeople that they did wrong come back to attack themnAnd everyone that they hurt comes back for revenge, nWell if that was ever going to happen to me, nI'd petentially would be attacked constentlynBut then again for all the pain in my passnThere'd be alot of people that had better watch there assnnI don’t know where I’m going with this nI’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of thisnSit back and take in the story of the kid, nAs I look back at the strange things I didnI don’t know where I’m going with this nI’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of thisnSit back and take in the story of the kid, nAs I look back at the strange things I did