Orphan

I knew this kid named Jack
A young buck
Who used to hang at the bike rack
He was alone, everyone called him a dumb fuck
He was scrawny
Pale as bone
He couldn't fight back, or bite back
Yet, like that
His dream was to be gangster
And to be stoned
He listened to rap music and zoned
His father left him
That shit depressed him
Ever since that day it possessed him
He tried making friends with the cool kids

He started giving in to peer pressure
He started to smoke blunts to find pleasure
Lashing out at his school professors
He started to get lessor interested in being a scholar
He was more interested in making a quick dollar selling chronic
He started getting addicted to smoking eyes bleeding, demonic
He started to make money quicker than supersonic
Now he's dealing at the bike rack
He was interested in picking up guns and pulling triggers
Now he's addicted to smoking and drinking liquor
Till one day his so called friends told him he needed to do a job
All he had to do was go up to someone and shake them down
So he stole his mom's car and drove it around town
He walked up to the person at an airport, cursing
They screamed, Jack said shut up you fucking clown!
He pulled out a knife and told him if he makes another sound he'll end his life
They pleaded I have a wife he started to scream names and proper nouns
This is the moment we're even the devil frowns
Jack pulled the knife back and slit his throat
Blood spilled over his leather coat
Jack walked away, got back into the car
Drove home and saw his brother and mother cry
They saw this guy on the news with security cams
It was him
At this point, he thought, he's better off an orphan