For I have tresspased on my sins
[Woah, Kenny]
Spill drugs on the rug
Now I face on the floor
Sliding rye like a slug
I can't take it no more
Sad boy all I want is a hug
In the club with your girl getting shoulder mugged
([?])
How you wanna die, with a pole or a club
(uuh)
Then I got home, First stop at the pub
Your the type to drown and I just float with the flood
Sure I came from the mud and I'm hungry for blood
Tuggin' on my di*k cos I'm loving it rough
Did you kill anybody, nahuh I just shrug (liar)
We'll played mario
We mushrooms like haribo