In the third grade

I used to be a bully

But I’ll never be the same

I made a girl cry

I used to call her names

I thought I was Regina when I made the book

Burn burn burn I was off the hook

And I know I made her mad when we exchanged looks

The teacher caught me being oh so bad and mean

When I told the girl “it’s not Halloween”

I had her out like a light

A punch to the face

At that point in time I wish I had some mace

I beat her so bad that I thought I had a case

When I got home “Kadance your a disgrace”

But I’m better now

I try never to be mean

If I disagree I will never intervene

Karma where you at cause I need to get hit

Out here acting like I got no sense