I hope in prison they cut all your f**ing limbs off
So you can do some poetry about getting f**ing jerked off
By your new best friend and cell mate "Big Frank"
You don't trust the f**er but at least he keeps you safe
Because we caught you with the STD be creepin' through your semen
When you was freakin' bout the kicking and the struggling and screamin'
In this state we call it (rape rape rape)
But I can't wait for you to get a first taste of your own maniac aid
So let me know what it's like when you make it down to hell
And let me know what it tastes like on the floor of your cell
Because here you are
Vomiting teardrops, crying out your stomach acid
Wishing for this sh** to f**ing stop
Hmmm...
Sounds like the same violation
When you caused that girl irreparable damage to her reputation
With the ba*tard she didn't want, but she had
Who's gonna tell the kid he never had a dad?
Like sure mom could go ahead and make one up
But what happens when junior gets old enough
And he wants to discuss why he never met his father
He doesn't understand why it's such a f**ing bother
Like "Mom, c'mon, please? Can I at least know his name?"
No, junior, you're too young you don't see
Maybe someday when you're older you'll begin to understand
That your father was a monster disguised as a man