you call me this

My name is Zane Kid be calling me sus and insane I want to say OK But it’s hard When I am constantly feeling my life, drained It’s not OK These kids wanna act like they’re gonna punch me in the face They wanna call me, gay They want me to make a face I have done it lot to I can let them get through They call me sped I am probably better dead I can’t let them win They can make a fist They can cuss me I will resist You might go ahead but I will leave you pissed You think you all that well you may be but in my head you are another peace of crap