[Intro]
lot of people ask me
I afraid of death [bad word] yeah, I'm afraid of death
I don't want to die yet
lot of people think that I worship the devil
That I do all types of retarded [bad word] Look, I can't change the way I think
And I can't change the way I am
But if I offended you good
Cause I still don't give a [bad word] 
[Verse 1]
I'm zoning off of one joint stopping a limo
Hopped in the window, shopping a demo at gunpoint
lyricist without a clue, what year is this [bad word] a needle here's a sword, body pierce with this
Living amok, never giving a [bad word] Gimme the keys
I'm [bad word] and I've never driven a [bad word] But I smoke dope in a cab
I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can [bad word] back the next week and re-open your scab
killer [bad word] in the blood
Emptying full clips and burying guns in the mud
I've calmed down now I was heavy once into [bad word] I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz
My brain's gone
My soul's worn and my spirit is torn
The rest of my body's still being operated on
I'm ducked the [bad word] down while I'm writing this rhyme
Cause I'm probably gonna get [bad word] with lightning this time

[Refrain]
For all the weed that I've smoked
Yo this blunt's for you
To all the people I've offended
Yeah [bad word] you too
To all the friends I used to have
Yo I miss my past
But the rest of you [bad word] can kiss my [bad word] For all the [bad word] that I've done
Yo I'm still gonna do
To all the people I've offended
Yeah [bad word] you too
For every time I reminisce
Yo, I miss my past
But I still don't give a [bad word] y'all can kiss my [bad word] 
[Verse 2]
I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you
And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue
I'll hang you til you dangle and chain you with both ankles
And pull you apart from both angles
I wanna [bad word] your skull til your brains leaks out of your veins
And bust open like broken water mains
So tell Saddam not to bother with making another bomb
Cause I'm [bad word] the whole world in my palm
Got your girl on my arm and I'm armed with a firearm
So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb
Buy your Mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on
And the pants to match
Here momma, try em on
I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives
brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives [bad word] on rappers
Causing hospital accidents
God help me before [bad word] some irresponsible acts again

[Refrain]

[Verse 3]
I wanted an album [bad word] nobody could touch it
Spent a million a track and went over my budget
Now how in the [bad word] am I supposed to get out of debt
I can't rap anymore
I just murdered the alphabet [bad word] sickness got me doing some bugged twitches
I'm withdrawing from crack so bad my blood itches
I don't rap to get the women, [bad word] [bad word] Give me a fat [bad word] that cooks and does dishes
Never ran with a clique
I'm a posse
Kamikaze, strapping a [bad word] bomb across me
From the second I was born my Momma lost me
I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy
I don't know why the [bad word] I'm here in the first place
My worst day on this earth was my first birthday
Retarded
What did that nurse say
Brain damage [bad word]  I was born during the earthquake