Andy

[Verse 1]
See, Andy seems like just an average boy
Fifteen, growin' up in Detroit
Gets bullied everyday, man, he feels like a toy
Being played with by Troy
And his gang
Because of them he finds no joy
Getting home from school just to fucking get annoyed
On his Xbox, he just wants to end it
But he can't picture a happy ending
He'd just make his mum cry, and that would end him
When he reaches out, he's not pretending
He tries to maintain the pain
Tries to fight the restraints
But nothing works, he's stuck in rain
Waiting for the school bus to take him away
Tears mix with the rain as the bus pulls in his lane
If his life was a game, it'd be Heavy Rain
He hops on the bus, sees a brand new kid
Sits next to him, they become best friends
They both live in some stressed ends
Talk about Troy and the dickhead he is
Says his name is Mike, in the bizz
Of guns with his dad, where he lives
Bullets kiss, and none of the shots miss
He said, "I can teach you some aiming tonight"
He replied with, "Alright, I could try it tonight"
Little did he know, that this would be his turning from light

[Verse 2]
Pulls to the house, hands him a .9
He says, "Pull back and fire
Man, your shooting is fine
We can go lootin' tonight
You know Troy? We can shoot him tonight
I'm just kidding, but we could fool him; we might"
But the questions is if he's scared of the bite
Of the Devil asking him to shoot up a block
He says, "Nah, but hand me one of those
I can show you what I can do with some of those
These guns got hunnid flows"
He goes home, questions his sanity
He thinks of a plan, but it could leave him dead
As he lies in his bed, thinkin' in his head
Give a fuck about a fed
I'm finna fucking do this, finna take over the land
Pops him some pills like fucking Trippie Redd
Passes out... wakes up in the mornin'
He knows what he must do, he knows he can't ignore it
Today, Troy gets what's comin' for him

[Verse 3]
Pulls to the school next day
Troy plays for him for a fool that day
Andy knows what he must do
Brings out a Glock and shoots him in the face
Walks in the school, screams, "Every living disgrace
Come out here, so I can show you my new face"
Blood all over him, shot a 14 year old in the chest
His inner demons tell him to confess
All of his pain in his best
Way of talking, but his stress
Makes him take the body for molest
The police arrive and found him in a nest
Of dead bodies and the rest
Were chucked out in the bins
So listen here, on one little thing
If you get bad thoughts, give a hotline a ring
'Cause you know you're not fine, and think
You could do somethin' stupid, don't buy a Glock .9, just think
You're saving many lives as well as yours