“And another one bites the dust.” I can hear from down the street as the Jones boys start their neighborhood bulling trip for the weekend.
Doesn’t matter if you are good with come backs because they don’t taunt you they beat you down.
At school they said I was going down this weekend because I stood up for a kid a school.
I faced the music and walked outside to greet them, they grabbed me and carried me over to a sewer entrance and threw me in.
I could not believe the smell and I couldn’t get out until 5.00pm.