IRC-Galleria

forget what the teacher said, yo, we made our own rules
remember back in the day carving names in desks
not even knowing six years later I would see your death
we was just little kids doing childish shit
til' we got to middle school and got wild and shit
and that's when we started chasing girls
not even thinking about grades
we was in a new world, our friendship started to fade
we was still homeboys actin' out and such
even though we didn't hang out as much

And now we enter High School
small fish in a lake
we steady tryin' to keep it real
stayin' far from the fake
its funny how the first month of school started to fly
before I knew it your life was
gone in the blink of an eye
and now I'm stuck in denial
this shit can't be