It was a 6:48, I was walking home

Stepped through the gate, and I'm all alone
I had chd icken on the plate, but the food was cold

Then I covered up my face so that no one knows
CI didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
GBut then came trouble
When my ma om walked into the living room

She said, "Boy, you gotta tell me what they did to you"
I said, "Yd ou don't wanna know the things I had to do"

She said, "Son, you gotta tell me why you're black and blue"
CI said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
GBut then came trouble

And my ha eart was pumping, chest was screaming
Mid nd was running, air was freezing
PCut my hands up, put my hands up
I tEold this kid I'm ready for a fight

Pua nch my face, do it 'cause I d like the pain
Every time you cCurse my name
I know you wEant the satisfaction,d it's not gonna happen
Kna ock me out, kick me when I'm d on the ground
It's only gonna lCet you down
Come the ligEhtning and the thunder
Yd ou're the one who'll suffer, a suffer

Well I sqa uared him up, left my chest exposed

He threw a quick left hook and it broke my nose
I had thd ick red blood running down my clothes

And a sick, sick look 'cause I like it though
CI said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
GBut then came trouble

And my a heart was pumping, chest was screaming
Md ind was running, nose was bleedin'
PCut my hands up, put my hands up
EI told this kid I'm ready for a fight

Pua nch my face, do it 'cause I ld ike the pain
Every time you cCurse my name
I know you wEant the satisfaction, d it's not gonna happen
Ka nock me out, kick me when I'md on the ground
It's only gonna Clet you down
Come the liEghtning and the thunder
Yd ou're the one who'll suffer, a suffer

It was a 6:48, he was walking home

With the blood on his hand from my broken nose
But like evd ery other day, he was scared to go

Back to his house 'cause his pops was home
CDrowning his troubles in whiskey bubbles
GJust looking for trouble
Well, there's a no excuse for the things he did

But there's a lot at home that he's dealing with
Because his dd ad's been drunk since he was a kid

And I hope one day that he'll say to him
CPut down those bubbles and that belt buckle
GIn this broken bubble

Pa unch my face, do it 'cause I d like the pain
Every time you cCurse my name
I know you wEant the satisfaction, d it's not gonna happen
Kna ock me out, kick me when I'm d on the ground
It's only gonna Clet you down
Come the lEightning and the thunder
YoDu're the one who'll suffer, a suffer