No Black Violins in London

Man I ain’t scared
Never in my dog gone life, have I ever ran from a fight
And I ain’t running now
What you say? That’s what I thought
Trying to 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 gone do?