Cancelled From Birth

      “The Devil stayed on me-so I turned out pretty bad
Punk-bitch old man was never around-so the evil within I just called dad,
      “Every time mom dragged me to church I got crazy mad
That’s why every Sunday before and after church she was beating my ass,

      “Because my attitude towards religion could be considered a sin
So, Brimstone Boulevard will be my final destination in the motherfuckin end,  
      “The bullshit lies she told, everyone thought I was possessed in the head
And her fucked up stories from the start was graveyard dead,

      “Always publicly embarrassing me saying I will never be shit
Until one day I spit in her face and she slapped me like a bitch,
      “Mama would be the last to bless me with a whore’s touch
Any female swinging on me today will instantaneously get fucked up,

      “This even goes for any man who can marinate in a puddle of blood
Their opinions are unwanted like dog shit on a rug,
      “Cancelling motherfuckas like an appointment
Along with the holy fake fucker who wanna slip,

      “Having them fucked up hitting corners in a garbage truck
Borderline half-dead about to chill with Jesus,
      “If a motherfucka think my blasphemy is a game
Then feel my unholy weather and see how I make it rain,

      “Just like church ho’ STD kisses lead to pulpit wet wishes
And possibly frequent clinical visits,
      “Praying to the slumlord almighty so they repent
For the one-thousandth time, but to the Devil they will pay rent,

      “Because I feel in my dark heart God is tired of the repeat
Of the sanctified motherfucka leaving a sex stain on a sheet,
      “That is why in swole pussy I will continue to violate
And on those no-pussy nights continue to masturbate,
      
      “It can be under moonlight or early Sunday morning light
My sin will flow creamy and toilet stool white,
      “Then once again I will recover from my satisfied progress
Because like the Lord on the seventh day I will need rest”.