Texty: King Gordy. Xerxes The God-King. Dear Mother.

[feat. Bizarre, Prozak & Kehoa]

Me and my soccer mom is locked in an octagon.
With boxers on and knuckle guards around our palms.
Who's the first to drop a bomb?
Get her in an arm bar and make her tap out, she slips out, gets into full guard.
Don't worry my mom's strong, but pops soft so he coaches her.
Grow some balls and come n get your block knocked off.
NO.
But she says she wants to do it so let's do it.
Beating her til she's bloody the canvas covered in fluid.
Hearing her scream is therapeutic.
See it's like sweet music to my ears as my gay ass dad stares in fear.
While his wife's being killed in here, this sounds fun.
Not even twenty seconds into round one and mom's done.
Put her in a rear naked choke til her neck is broke.
And dad whatchu stepping for?
Your scary as a pregnant hoe.
BITCH.
I'm an American terrorist uncut.
Fuck a therapist, just go beat your parents the fuck up.

Dear mother,
You have to die.
Kill your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now!
Dear father,
You can sacrifice.
Kill your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now!

Rufus Johnson, the kid who got molested.
Mom finger fucked me while she was still pregnant.
Seven months, with two more to go.
Crackhead Betty is starting the show.
All at the store ready to suck and fuck.
Sold my sister for ten bucks to my uncle Chuck.
And uncle Chuck, he made her a sex slave.
Even a transsexual pub aid didn't wanna stay.
They brought me on t.v. for two dollars and fifty cent.
Flies around my face, smelling like shit.
All white community, somewhere down river.
All the white kids said "Johnny you a nigger."
Grab a steak knife, stab you in the eye.
Should've left me in Africa with the shit and the flies.
Do like John Bridges and write a book,
About a childhood star that got his manhood took.

Dear mother,
You have to die.
Kill your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now!
Dear father,
You can sacrifice.
Kill your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now!

Mommy dearest why have you forsaken me?
Taken me to this place where Satan be.
So hastily you've hated me.
Since birth I've been rejected, protested, it hurts the worst to accept this.
Can't find the words to express this, except for kill em all.
And now this twisted mentality holds me tightly within the grips of insanity.
I've finally flipped from humanity.
To the darkest realms, spawned from hell.
My carcass harvested as a lifeless shell.
No remorse, never tell.
Handful of pills does me well.
I'm psycho.
Full blown like Micheal.
For-grown and spiteful.
Homegrown with rifles.
Serial killer in the making, like Jason, facing my demons.
Screaming in silence from violence I've witnessed since breathing.
I'm a broken soul, no control.
So help me God I'm letting go.
.45 up to my dome, cock the hammer, let it blow.
Before I go I gotta say goodbye to mother,
"Norman is that you, you worthless motherfucker? "

Dear mother,
You have to die.
Kill your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now!
Dear father,
You can sacrifice.
Kill your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now!