No Black Violins in London - SAULT

Man, I ain’t scared

Never in my doggone life have I ever ran from a fight

And I ain’t running now

What you say?

That’s what I thought

Tryna call the police on somebody for eating ice cream

Going to the park

Hanging out

Graduating

Looking at me sideways

Is you out your mind?

Or is you crazy?

You better put your money on another pony, Jack, 'cause I ain’t the one

I will let you know 'bout yourself and I will embarrass you

In front of God

And everybody

Now what?

What you gon' do?