Words with venom, words that bind, words used like weapons to cloud my mind. I’m a person, i’m a man. But no matter how hard i try, people just say «Hey! There goes that N guy!». Everywhere i go, it’s always the same. Everyone just thinks of me as that one single name. «Hey, N guy! N guy. Hi, N guy. STOP! Now go, call me N guy, fill me with your hate. Try to bring me down. Oh up, you're too late! When will it end? Will it ever be a time? When i can be thought of as more then just N guy? Respect.»