i'm sick enough to pass out snow cones wit razor blades
at thanksgiving day parades
instead of throwing rocks at your house bitch i'm throwing grenades
run up on the lawn
and stroll into ligget with 2 guns drawn
I rather shoot myself than leave hear with police hand cuffs on
I fire shots in this place 
shoot bitches in they face
my Uzi will make you find your religion again like Mase
fire bomb Grosse Pointe north
and of course 
I can't forget south
Shoot up the place until my fuckin bullets run out
Then I'ma run over to Sterling Heights ford school and drownd every 
motherfucker in the 
Pool
And if I could think of any more I'd shoot up another high school 
Burn up the sacred with gasoline fuel
My sporadic attacks 
Will make you collapse
I carry guns and clips in back packs
I'ma chop you up and hide you so nobody will ever find you
Don't turn around I'm right behind you
Throw acid in your face to blind you
Bitch I'ma angry person 
Walk around the streets cursin 
While you sleepin I'm in the bushes lurkin
Jump in you house duct tape your arm to your leg
Put a knife to your neck and listen to you scream and beg

MOTHERFUCKERS