How the hell did he manage to get more felony charges?
He´s already got life in jail, man, what the hell is his problem?
Well, to be honest the smell of these chronic leaves make me hella demonic

They´ve compelled me to kill this elderly man
And I get these panic attacks
Pop a Xanax, relax
Tryna stick my fuckin´ dick inside a mannequin´s ass
Then I get manic depressed
See the orthodontist get gassed
Man, it´s kickass
The first thing I put on is the mask
Speaking of masks, man, it ain´t too late to have a change of face
And take it off and show my face so you can see the things you facin´
Slice you up and cook you after you´re murdered by strangulation
That´s bacon souffle you makin´, ain´t you? Well, thank you Jason
There goes one more coma

Due to blunt force trauma
Just give me one more Soma
And I´ll be done for, mama
Go in the damn broom closet
Another Valium, lost it
Shovin´ the vacuum nozzle
Down the bathroom faucet
Seems like every day I get a little flakier
The medication is making my hands a little shakier
Hand me the 18 month old baby, come shake ´em up
It´ll only take me a second to choke his trachea
Breakin´ his neck in eightsome places
Baby, he´s Shady comes lady
He´s got the razor-b-blades and the ch-ch-chain-ch-saw, baby
You b-b-blundering, bumbling m-m-mumbling dum-dum
Yeah, here I come-come, you hear the rumbling? Vrum-vrum

There´s something inside of that blue tub and that drum-drum
My head and torso are some won´ where they come from
Who´s it belong to, maybe the girl with the long blonde hair
Who disappeared and left her cheerleader pom-poms
Clearly there´s some´ wrong
´Cause she didn´t come home
She´s missing
Where is she?
Something fishy is goin´ on
I guess he stuck the bitch with the pitchfork with the long prongs
Now everybody get your dance on to my damn song
Come on