Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's "Freaky (Biatch!) Having visions of whiskey drinking And sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her she's decals But murdering females Better pay attention to details or you could be derailed Better wear at least three layers of or be in jail If you get scratched because DNA'll Be all up under her Man, he you, I don't think he cares He gives a fuck, even his swears personalities burstin' out of me, please beware Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare Turns around and screams, I remember I said "I'm here to do repairs" her up, put her body parts In front of Avery's trailer and leave 'em there
But hey man, I was I know what looks like, officers Please just give me one I I can explain I ain't murdered I know these are so nutty But I'm just here to How come your shirt is so There's a person, so what? He's Got to do with me I'm certain I was framed
Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin' was I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on Donald Duck's on, a Tonka Truck in the yard But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the of my car? Gotta get to the of it to try to solve it Must go above and beyond, 'cause it's upon me Plus I feel somewhat for the dumb little blonde Girl, that motherfuckin' baton that got dumped in the pond Second murder no recollection of it newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive Cut my public jugular then stuck him up in a blender Another toddler discovered this winter probably 'Cause I disassembled the Was covered up in the snow since the month of oddly I'm wanted for Them son of a bitches probably wanna pin this on me
But hey man, I was I know what looks like, officers Please just me one minute I I can explain I murdered nobody I know words are so nutty But I'm here to entertain How come your shirt is so There's a missing person, so what? Got to do with me I'm certain I was framed
on the loose, they Spotted me inside Tuesday In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Boucher Or was it Cool J? The is on a goose chase Just escaped the state pen For [edited] women who hate men make it no weirder, I'm naked When I in your basement Under baby's play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent Facin' the door, remainin' patient stayin' complacent sexual implications are continuin' to get thrown Insinuations are in little riddles and poems Left on pillow in hopes, that when you get home get the hint, ho: I'm in your window But it never occurred to me I could a murder scene In a verse and be charged with first 'Cause it just happened to up perfectly With the or the Burger King burglary No, officer, you see...
I was I know what this like, officers Please just give me one I think I can I murdered nobody I know words are so nutty But I'm here to entertain How come your is so bloody? There's a person, so what? He's Got to do with me I'm almost certain I was