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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
on a date with the long time departed mia farrow
cuz when i get drunk, i cant see junk
its so dark in this room and im on acid and skunk
and there is someone using conta inside of this dump
so lock up your daughters syster and mothers
and tell this little story to your little brothers
cuz i dont want my kid to turn up like his father
and if he'll end like me i won't even bother
i've seen more shit for an eightteen year old
sometimes i just feel like to break out or fold
and i just want this story to be told
for those who thought life was about being bold
and do everything that they where told not to do
every fucking weekend, looking for a fox to screw
it builds up this sickness way down inside of you
and your brains won't be nothing but somekind of a brain-stew
but if you want you can get a toothless bloody blowjob
everyone i know, know my dick gets more polished then a door-knob

sometimes i think that i never was like the rest
i've always had a constant pain inside of my chest
looking everywhere for an answer, but every answer has its cancer
like the time i did coke and raped a strip dancer
i would not recomend drugs for anyone you see
but coke and extacy have always worked for me
but dont take everything i say for sure, my dick dont work right anymore
thats why i have to pay extra everytime i get a whore
and if your broke you can always robe a store,
just run in there and tell everyone to get on the floor
while you clean out the register, threaten them with a fourty-four
shoot them in the back if they try to run out the door
i did not robe that store for money for a diaper
wich causes people to ask me if i lack in moral fiaber
people die every secound so why should i care?
i refuse to live my life in constant pain and fear

plz tell me what you think! ;)