First I was born young and healthy
   I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy
   Can't forget my first day at school
   Got stabbed in the head with a pencil, but it's cool
   Get my education
   A job and a family, a good reputation
   And what about grade two?
   Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight
   through
   But I'm packing a textbook
   Don't fuck with me cuz I'm going to grade three
   Thank god it's lunch in a minute
   Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it
   And it cut my tongue off
   But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss
   Finally had to step out
   I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck
   out
   Who knows where the road led?
   Seen a man with a briefcase and no head
   So I'm like fuck that
   Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack
   And I'm straighter than a fucking lightpost
   I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most
   Now I'm a basehead down on my luck
   Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck
   And thrown about a block
   But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock
   Holding my sign I'll work for crack
   With my old-ass E.T. shirt on my back
   And I'm sleeping in the gutter
   Right next to Jam Town's mother
   I'm eating dead rats in the street
   I keep on checking for my ownheart beat
   Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five
   Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive
   Got my first taste of life in hell
   I ate a dead, shh, but don't tell
   Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change?
   I'll cut your face off and eat your brains
   You know all about me
   You act like you ain't seen penatentiary
   Spitting and cussing and you know I'll piss
   With these iron braces on my fucking wrists
   And I'm heading for the slammer
   Serial killer, all on the camera
   First day, they broke my back
   Next day, they broke my neck
   Third day, they broke my leg
   Fourth day, they broke my head
   Swallowing kept on trucking
   But there'll be no fucking
   That's strictly for the soft
   Seen a freak in a week and my nuts fell off
   So I'm finna escape
   How much shit can one clubno take?
   "Stop, fool. Stop or I'll fire"
   Shot me off and I fell in the razor wire
   I'm all tangled up, cut cut cut slit slit cut cut
   You don't love me, I really don't care
   Tie my ass up in the electric chair
   I got no family, I got no friends
   I pray to God that my life ends
   They thought that they had killed me
   They took me to the morgue
   I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board
   I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill
   But then I jump out knife swinging all about
   And
   motherfucking-mother-mother-mother-motherfucking
   kill
   I used to wonder what life's about
   Until it chewed me up and spit me out
   Your ghetto created a psycho nut
   Not just psycho psycho nut
   Now I'm living in the walls of your house
   And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse
   I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing
   the fiddle
   You want me in a straight jacket
   Cuz when I see a throat, I'm a hack it
   Where I'm at? What's my name?
   Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train
   And it ripped my legs off
   Huh, nothing but a minor coft
   You can't get me I swing from a tree
   Shouting and cussing and shooting at me
   Everybody's end make two cents
   A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence
   I'm stuck and they're coming to get me
   Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me
   I'm stuffing them back in
   Fuck! They won't go back in
   Now my life's gettin' dense
   Cuz my heart's still beating on a wooden fence
   They shoot me up and down
   Thinking thinking thinking clown
   Wicked wicked wicked clown
   You wanna know all about a wicked clown I never
   had it made...