Relapse

How the hell did he manage to get more felony charges

He's already got life in jail, man, what the hell is his problem

Well, to be honest the smell of these chronic leaves make me hella demonic

They've compelled me to kill this elderly man

And i get these panic attacks

Pop a xanax, relax

Tryna stick my ****in' dick inside a mannequin's ass

Then i get manic depressed

See the orthodontist get gassed

Man, it's kickass

The first thing i put on is the mask

Speaking of masks, man, it ain't too late to have a change of face

And take it off and show my face so you can see the things you facin'

Slice you up and cook you after you're murdered by strangulation

That's bacon souffle you makin', ain't you? well, thank you jason

There goes one more coma

Due to blunt force trauma

Just give me one more soma

And i'll be done for, mama

Go in the damn broom closet

Another valium, lost it

Shovin' the vacuum nozzle

Down the bathroom faucet

Seems like every day i get a little flakier

The medication is making my hands a little shakier

Hand me the 18 month old baby, come shake 'em up

It'll only take me a second to choke his trachea

Breakin' his neck in eightysome places

Baby, he's shady comes lady

He's got the razor-b-blades and the ch-ch-chain-ch-saw, baby

You b-b-blundering, bumbling m-m-mumbling dum-dum

Yeah, here i come-come, you hear the rumbling? vrum-vrum

There's something inside of that blue tub and that drum-drum

My head and torso are some won' where they come from

Who's it belong to, maybe the girl with the long blonde hair

Who disappeared and left her cheerleader pom-poms

Clearly there's some' wrong

'cause she didn't come home

She's missing

Where is she

Something fishy is goin' on

I guess he stuck the xxxxx with the pitchfork with the long prongs

Now everybody get your dance on to my damn song

Come o