[Sample: Shiloh Dynasty]
You are a stranger
And she wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
You are a stranger
And she wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her

[Intro]
Yo, I don't know what the fuck—
Fuckin'

[Verse 1]
Do you understand, the pain I've been through?
Do you, feel the hate, the way that I do?
Do you, feel the blade, the blood rushin' through?
With your mum by your side in the hospital room
Do you, hear the rumors they be tellin' at school?
Do you, see the judgement when they lookin' at you?
Do you, solve your problems with a cig and some booze?
Do you, understand? 'cause I don't seem to, yeah

[Verse 2]
3 AM, Forest Ave
Just at a party, shit was crazy, had to dash
Walkin' down the street, see a car stoppin' fast
Three kids hoppin' out, runnin' up like they mad
Punches to the face as I'm fallin' to the ground
Numb from the xans and then sippin' on the brown
Stopped throwin' fists, but they ain't backin' down
Lookin' at my shirt, vision start blackin' out
Shirt turn to red from white, I don't know why
Lookin' up at his face, see the devil's eyes
Knife slicin' down my neck seventeen times
Each drop of blood drainin' conscious from my mind
Stabbed through my fuckin' hand on both damn sides
Can't call the cops, so I hit my homie's line
No one pickin' up, post a Snap story in time
Paige who saved me, thank God that I survived
Yeah, my phone had just died

[Verse 3]
Fast forward two weeks later, yeah, I'm back at school
Rumor has it, I'm a gang banger packin' tools
Sellin' drugs on the corner, type that rich kids do
Drug deal gone bad, man, how stupid are you fools?
I was seventeen, partyin' like everyone do
Wrong place and wrong time, but who could've knew?
Could've been him or could've been her
So stop with the rumors and fake shit that you do (yeah)
The judgement I faced was worse than the blood that was drained
More time turned away, painted "criminal" over my name
Only [?] from the guys and [?] keepin' me sane
How would you feel if I turned around and did you the same?
You was innocent, but I just kept on pointin' the blame
Makin' you feel like your life wasn't worth anythang
Then you makin' music, start blowin' up
Then I come back to be your friend like nothin' had changed

[Outro]
Like there was never any hate, yeah, yeah
I was never like them, raised
With a silver spoon on my plate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Class clown, but I'm nothin' good
White boy, got the devil's look
White boy, got the whole town shook
One rumor ain't got no good