aye its me, the evil mutt, cerebral way corrupt, brain, diseased nd crazed, cuz the way I think be dangerous, ill leave you hangin up restrained then make a needle strain blood, And then ill grin, because I listen to screams of pain for fun.
im the of satan comin in a Jason mask, to break ya back, cuz gangsta rap changed me to a maniac, and even jesus with his angels aint to change me back, cuz all my hateful shady acts, earned be a permanent with satans flamin wrath,
rainin ash, aye its a straight up fact you cant it matt, dang it man, guess ima make it worth it, gon waste the chance, come with blazin then I spray ya cap with fatal blasts, then im tellin god to kiss my ass, just to make him mad,
take it back, you god, ima diabolic genius wordsmith, wipe my ass with the book a fuckin child sees in churches, a priestly bitch, nd I leave her hymen jaw nd femur hurtin, But my dick wasnt wrapped, like osamas stinkin turban
well, guess ima her while the frickin chick is screamin, Kicked nd beaten, missin nd bleedin in the kitchen thinkin jesus please, me of this evil fiendish wicked demon, Haa, the damn police men when the weakened bitches need em,
Aaaaaah!
so am I a psycho? ask the chick I deceased, then cut eleven pieces, still no ones arrested me, i watched her lay in bed asleep, her head, severed clean, let it and slowly whispered rest in peace