He wasn't one to sell sob stories for pity
So he built up walls and rejected all their greetings
But these people keep disturbing him for answers to what?
Answers to why his life is so messed up
So he told em to get off his lawn
He brought out a gun
So they ran and called the cops
Like scared little pups
But they couldn't do nothing cause he was licensed
And before things got heated they checked thing wasn't even loaded
People are so overrated he thought, smiled and ran out before the bomb exploded
He was tired of it all, but he didn't want to die
He just moved away to begin a new life
But he created a legacy there
A legacy of fear
And he liked it like that.
Itz Anjola
