Story of Pancho Breif

*Intro* 0:02-0:15

Ok so listen right here

I got something to say

You better listen up or you'll miss the bedtime story

You've all heard it before but it's my time to spin this tale

So listen carefully, keep them ears peeled

 

*Verse *0:22

I grew up in a small town where we loved gold and brown

Redneckville USA where they spray on anyone different

Blacks, hispanics gays that's their targets

And funny thing is I'm two of those things listed

But don't get it twisted

I'll make sure you get lifted if you're like them

Drag your ass across town then put you in a body bag

Let's get back to the story

It's now 2012 I live in North Carolina now

Same shit back home but this time I'm targeted by everyone

Small looking white kid I was so I made an easy target

Kids tried making a profit

Bet you ten dollars I can beat the little white boy

So I gained joy when I could destroy the boys who thought they were shit

I became quite like the mouse on Christmas

Me and Shadows were close friends

Hiding with them when we chose not to be seen

In ninth grade I was ran over by Anxiety

Can't even walk the street without freaking out

And like Mr Cobain I'm anemic royalty

To top things off I've attempted suicide as much sides there are on a die

Get it? Die like in die

You all get it so let's talk about something else

Well now I'm a senior and getting better

I'm not ready to be in the center but I'm out of the shadows

I've decided to pick up the pen

Haven't used this thing since way back then

I'm running out of things to say

So it's time for me to go away

See you next time on the life of Pancho