well they called me a little so and so and so yeah now hummin a different tune oh this is a job for a stupid man smoke it down to the filter and put it out on your hand them cops was lined up about a week long all down the road true crime homosexual gangster men were were piled up on my living room floor well i m gonna get my own rifle down and point it on in your eye and huff a big long breath and shoot it shoot it and and shoot it and shoot it and and shoot it and shoot it and shoot it and shoot it i ll call the cops on my own self figure out a way to please those men i ll play detective i ll play bloodhound sniffin up clues with my nose in the mud down here in my shantytown leave you alone for the rest of my life by the time i got my ass up off the grass and on the sidewalk made my way toward the house well i realized they made their way home i know this shit will continue