Spose - Jimmy!

It was a regular day in junior high for Chris
Same "Hey faggot!" same "Watch out, bitch!"
Same older kids who treated him like shit
Just because he liked computers and
He talked with a lisp (Hey Chrisss)
They embarrassed him in all ways
Lunch room, gym class, bathroom, hallways
All day sometimes it made him wanna die
The fullest of the bullies was
This one guy named Jimmy!
A trouble making popular kid
Who humiliated Chris every chance
He could get and this year
Chris skipped ahead two grades in math
To one's delight and one's fright
They're in the same class
Chris went to piss with the bathroom pass
Jimmy took his inhaler out of his book bag
Later in gym he had a asthma attack
When he saw him in the ambulance
Jimmy just laughed
It escalated like stairs that move
Until Jimmy decided that he was
Too cool for school years later
He was doing coke off the floor again
When Chris graduated as the valedictorian

He was yawning as he came around the corner
Mumbled talking
Looking like a speed walker sorta
Bags under his eyes, days since he slept
Sweat on his brow made his face all wet
His wild eyes fixed on CVS
As he pulled a bandanna up off of his neck
Adjusted something in his over sized jorts
Fiddled with it as he walked up
To the door of the store
It was Jimmy! Came here to rob this shit
He had done it a couple
Times and safely split his arm swung pale
You could see his arteries
Vile as he's walking down the
Aisle toward the pharmacy
He surveyed the scene
Only one dude in line as far as he could see
So he grabbed that pistol by
The handle part of it
And demanded Oxycontin as he
Pointed at the pharmacist
Who quickly obliged
Handed over every pill they had
On the other side
A pocket full of Oxys as he went to bail
But the next thing he remembers
Is waking up in jail
(The fuck just happened?)

Our homie Chris had a flight
That night to Japan
After one interview they said
He was their man
He'd be rich within the year
So say "konichiwa" to the
Head systems engineer
But he's still an asthmatic
So he's at the pharmacy
Stocking up for his travels
Waiting in line, he's the only one
And then he sees some dude with a gun
It's fucking Jimmy!
That same bully from school
Who had called him a fag and
Kicked him in the jewels
What a fool, ooh, retribution would be great
‘Cause Chris was in shape
Drinking protein shakes
He'd been in the gym through college
While Jimmy graduated onto Oxycontin
So when Jimmy turned around
And started walkin'
Chris took a decisive step toward him
There was nothing that could stop him
He scissor-kicked him in the
Side of the noggin on some MMA shit
And it instantly dropped him
Minutes later, in came the cops
Chris smirked as the clerk got
The blood all mopped

Written by:
RYAN PETERS, MATTHEW DAY

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