hann er ekki kláraður.. but hey just for laughs

The corruption floats in my veins
any contact with me will cause pain
my world is insane, stuck in the drug game
this bad boy image that I need to maintain
tears in my soul, my private hellhole
is more fucked up then Courtney from hole
but fuck it I’m fed up, I’m kicking the habit
and if I can't then I'll end me, God damn it
this shit has gone to far
I'd rather be sitting in a bar
than smoking weed inside this god damned car
I feel like I'm socially handicapped
because I'm so scared that I get more
stepped on then a motherfucking welcome mat
so if you need to find me, I will be where the young dumb pussy is at
with so much blood pumping in me, I should be getting a heart-attack
so yeah I'm fucking fifteen years old
because I don’t want no used pussy, bro
a hairless cunt for these fingers to fuck
while I yell at the whore “bitch start to suck”
and with my luck, my dick will get stuck
in her braises, so now I only fuck ducks
and ducks don’t have teeth, or a voice to start beef
plus a beak can suck better then you would believe
as a matter of fact it was the best blow-job until I met Steve

drug doing, female fucking, pistol packing punk
abortion supporting, extacy poppin, with a gun in his trunk

who is Steve and how did I meet him
he is a hobo is where I'll begin
found him in a parking lot begging for change
bashed his teeth out and stomped out his brains
“if you want my money you will have to work for it”
pulled out my cock and he started sucking that shit
a toothless bloody blow-job is the best
I smoke more crack than dmx and my head is banging in thx
but I know what’s best, to be just like the rest
to never stick out like a 13 year old breast
but I’m not that blessed, but I don’t even get stressed
I’m the modern captain sparrow and the chance is very narrow
but you might catch me drunk with a bow and an arrow