imma get high do a drive by just because I don't like your face here's a little taste bet you can't keep to this pace this ain't a foot race me and my guns and goons lay you to waste and when I say goons I mean just me one crazy cracker with to much artillery silly me shouldn't of ducked with pure insanity mixed with profanity I'm full of myself way past vanity i bring the calamity oh the inhumanity call it as you see living in the land of hypocrisy and probably will never even get a taste of what it means to be free so let it be whisper words of wisdom morbidly