Orange Yard

He plays football on the orange yard I pass by Distracted leaving roadkill by my feet I let go of the bike steering Two kids do donuts right beside me I smell gas someones gonna crash I step back till they follow me One kid laughs and they go real fast Away but I can still hear tire streaks Small and far away from me Scared the f*ck out of me Idiots better slow down There gonna harm the poor thing That's why That's why That's why That's why Can't play ball right now I've been studying All the things go All the waste and snow Football couch, idiot teens Won't put down the damn screen That poor thing got hit and it could've been Where can I go when the headlights blind me Where can I hind when they start to follow me Walking out fast when you guys want me to That's why That's why That's why That's why Coach said no He said f*ck off and go Now he makes donuts on the road