Lost in the feeling of freedom and joy,

Not believing I could loose it all,

But who would be so ignorant to risk and choose to fall,

I'm silent while I watch them brawl, 

Over stupid things like hats or who's tall,

Should I leave or risk it all?

Am I stupid enough to stay and pay the cost?

Knowing that the guy on the left has a blade.

Is he gonna use it because he's being taught a lesson in his own game?

Is he gonna he gonna hurt me? The chick on the side line? The instigator?

The hype crew? The friend?

Is he so enraged that I look like an enemy to him?

I think I'm gonna walk away but just as I turn, I feel the radiating pain of a bullet so deep,

even my features can't hide it.

I should've walked away, 

I could've walked away, 

Now I can't even walk to my own grave,

I wish I had one more chance, just so I could dance to my favorite song,

Just so I could kiss my mothers face but 

I stayed and got shot by the guy beside the guy with the glock.