[Verse 1: Input]
Good morning, April 20th in this here year of '99
I'm alive and well at fourteen minding my own place in line
So here I go, walking into my daily institution
With a lot on my plate for a fairly normal teen that's feeling foolish
Had a hard time going into public school for what it's worth
Unnoticed most of days distinguished by my place of birth
I'm a Denver native, but I grew up in that Catholic church
With a uniform on and a suit of broken armor for a shirt
These kids were different here, they made you feel like an alien
But I went on my own, and I took what I know to a place that appeared to be safe for me
To change that frame of thought wasn't hard to do to a kid like me
Drugs were the answer, drugs made a difference, drugs made me someone they could see
On my way to class, science hall, room number five
It was all about to change, it was time to approach that light
There I was in the back of the room when the fire alarms were set into motion
11:19 was burnt in my memory now it's time to go
We stood right up and got prepared and we formed a single line
As I made my way on out, I looked right back just to check the time
With one foot down in the hallway, I was thinking that class was done
And that's when I heard those screams, "There's kids with guns"

[Hook: Nikkiya]
Bombs come down, bullets fly
Could this be, will I die?
I heard he asked her, "Do you believe in God?"
She said "yes", then she was gone
Screaming out, I hear the cries
Bombs come down, spirits fly
Out the fire, the aftermath
It changed this boy into a man