Scarface

Keena knew every kid on her block,
From the snot-nosed pre-K, mumbling tots,
To the punks who sat on stoops and threw rocks,
To the dudes pushing coupes, who think they're hot.
She didn't have to consult or look at a map,
She knew that one apartment that people walked past.
It was separate from the others; it was detached,
People used to say it was haunted, in fact.
Keena knew the boy who lived inside,
Name was Jay, dude lived a lonely life.
He had a gruesome scar across his eye and forehead,
It caused horror in those who saw it.
Jay was always sad and despondent,
'Cause the neighborhood kids made him a target.
They'd pelt him with cans, throw 'em at him,
Each week called him "Scarface the Freak."
Now Rizzo was another dude Keena knew,
Type of guy who was running a crew.
Leading the pack, he had a crush on Keena from way back,
But Keena had denied him like Shaq.
One day Rizzo said, "I seen ya, Keena,
Talking to that freak Scarface; I think you need a
Real man like me." Keena said, "Like who?
That kid Jay is way smarter than you,
And all of your crew, so you should stop this.
Honest, you're so annoying and obnoxious."
Rizzo didn't want to hear that,
And so he hatched a plan to catch the man, like this…

Gather round. Listen to me, man. I'm getting tired of this kid Scarface, man. I don't care what we do, but we're gonna do it today. Matter fact, yo go find that kid for me, man. We're gonna frame this on him. Let's go.

A few days later, everybody was mad,
An eight-year-old kid had been beaten up bad.
This little kid had been mauled,
And now a crowd gathered in the street to talk.
Rizzo bellowed and yelled, "Listen to me,
I know who did it: Scarface the Freak!
We need vengeance, revenge, payback!"
And the whole crowd yelled, "Yeah! Payback!"
They marched to the house that was falling down,
And started yelling Jay's name out loud.
Some kids were throwing rocks,
Keena saw all of this, knew it had to stop.
She climbed and clambered up the fire escape,
There was something she was dying to say.
She knew that Jay didn't do it, wouldn't hurt a flea,
She called to the mob, said, "Can't you see?
Rizzo has a legacy, a history, of spitting lies,
He said he owns an island; that isn't right.
You allege it was Jay, you say it was him,
I know: Let's go ask the kid." "Yeah!"
Then Keena called to Jay,
Said, "You should come to the hospital, it'll be okay."
They found the kid in the room at the hospital,
In the room with his mom and his papa, too.
But Rizzo blocked the door, and said, "No,
He's hurt, we need to leave this kid alone."
Rizzo beseeched the crowd to just go home,
Got down on his knees, begged them to go.
But Jay was brave, pushed Rizzo aside,
Opened the kid's door and he stepped inside.
He said, "I know it's hard to get beaten up,
But you'll be stronger than ever in a couple of months.
I can see in your eyes that you're tough,
But tell us, kid, who beat you up?"
The kid lifted his arm real slow,
And pointed right at Rizzo.
Now the whole neighborhood had seen
How Rizzo had beaten up this little kid.
Keena said, "We've endured your hate, Rizzo,
Put up with it every day, Rizzo.
Man, you're scarred on the inside, it's true,
'Cause no one in the world's more pathetic than you."
Rizzo was so ashamed and mortified,
For the first time the whole block saw him cry.