Haha

Things ain't the same for psychos

Guns and rifles sharp knives I like those

I might just go deep at the end of tonight's show

With the right dose I might wipe out with this light pole

But the strangest things can happen

From jabbing pregnant women in the abdomen

So they can't have children

B**ches to slap up and drastic a** kicks gay bash

And fags with tired iron and ratchets

I've seen 'em come I've watched 'em go

Versace wo hey

Liberace ho

Might've bashed somebody you probably know

Bunch of faggots in your clique screamin it's not me no

Drag 'em out the closet and across the floor

Went and paid them a visit in the hospital

And stab 'em in the f**kin' tonsils with a popsicle stick

And sit back and watch 'em choke

'Cuz every chair that I throw throw

People sue me for those

They press charges on me

Till I can't fight anymore

But every girl that I choke

I got lawyers I know

Who got judges they know

So I suggest you stay home home

Haha time to play