The lost soul.

I knew a boy, he went to school.
What a friend!
He was funny and cool.

But all of a sudden, madness struck.
He was nasty.
We think his brain got stuck.

Now he's just another lonely, lost soul.
Hollow and alone.
No one likes him no more, we're told.

Disc Jockey Samy.
He thinks he's funny.
He'll learn sooner or later.
Soner for his sake, later for our's.