Bucky

Picked up the chrome and he aired it out Nothing to lose he don lost it all Looking confused as the bodies fall Screaming goddamn where did I go wrong In his head Singing scary songs From a clean job to a dirty one Bloody clothes and some bloody ones All because he tryna gather funds All because momma dying out She need that surgery just to make it out Poppa been gone man he can't be found Grew up a bandit he was never holy Bucky the name of this bad boy But this bad boy never had a choice See his whole life he been facing problems Been a man of his own since he off the diapers Since a young boy he been off them yoppers He grabbed him a gun he a bloody stepper I'm talking 20 bodies at the age of 20 His favorite tool was the fucking semi He didn't go to school had to feed the family 2 sisters and a sick mama No insurance Gotta find the cash He ain't got enough in his fucking stash Plug cut him off he ain't getting packs Petty robbing couldn't do him right It ain't no bounties man he don cleared them all So he load up the semi he chose to rob Walked in with a smooth plan Didn't do the math with security Long story short it's a blood bath All the innocent sinners in body bags He the last man Surrounded by pigs He a dead man Said a prayer Walked out Guns blazing He didn't last a minute