The Friend Group

Sometimes I think the friend group don't like me no more,

But that's just 'cause nobody tries to find me anymore,

I'm always joinin' the conversation, sayin' shit,

But then I'm pushed to the corner, and when everyone leaves,

I'm a loner.

Shit like this makes me emotional, I'm supposed to be a fuckin' soldier,

A leader, not a follower,

I can't be popular if my friends don't know me,

I wish they'd look me in my eyes, tell me they don't want me.

I'm pushed around, all over town,

Tryn'a get back 2 my group's meet-up house,

But they don't tell me where to go now,

I freak out, hyperventilate,

Try to breathe,

One in, one out, breathe deep,

Lash out, fall down to the ground and weep!

Life gets hard when you don't know who or where your people are!

I keep havin' this thought, I'm on the sidewalk at 10 o'clock,

Walkin' to Speedy Charley's,

Car comes out from the dark,

(CRASH!)

Hits me when I'm on the street tryn'a cross it,

I'm beat, I fall off the hood of the car and land on the cold concrete.

But that's just one of the things that I constantly think,

Blink, and you'll miss the one time your life is actually fine,

I'd give my love to my girl, I tell her she's my world,

Then the truth is revealed, she just used me like a shield for her exes,

I'd give my life to my friends, I'd take the pain 'til my end,

I'd take the blame for all the blazin' flames in Meadowbrook Lane,

Take the grenade when they're a mile away, explode the damn thing myself,

Take my name outta the game as long as the Underdogs get to live another day!

But they wouldn't do the same.