One cold winter of many tales
Trails of blood left in frozen snow
A family slaughtered by a loved one,
I turned against God and everything
Police arrived, candle light,
butcher knives, bloody bedposts
Found staked on the floor soaked in
evidence of the root of violence
Only a teen, sent to spend my
fi nal life in an insane asylum
I'm an adult I feel better now
I tell them that I know they'll never let me out
my only world's the one in my head
I hate psycho- therapists, I walk
Every day, yes every- single day,
I got to find a way out this place,
it's a must, gotta find a way
I'm pullin hair up out my
They trippin' cause a nigga
I want to go psycho and kick this
In a padded room I know I'll
never get up out this hole
I gotta think of somethin,
The day I killed my fuckin'
I got to get up back out there

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Get nowI want to do it again fool
Gettin' cool with the old
I told him, "If you help me out I'd
put a lotta papes in your hand
I stashed a lotta dough in
dirt before a nigga left it
If you help me out when I get out
I'll give you half on that there"
The old man ready, he grinnin',
Look here gramps, meet me at my door
for the plan round 'bout eight
you got to get a shovel and a pine box
Put me in the ground and dig me
out once they talk to the cops
I'm gonna need a slight overdose of some
mother fuckin' sleepin' pills
So while I'm waitin in the dirt I won't
breathe up the air in here
the keys off of Dr. Malique
And while you doin that I'll take
the pills so I fall asleep
I started feelin' my aware
I could slightly hear all the dirt gettin'
tossed on to the pine crate
But from the light I seen
Someone killed the maintenance
man and threw him in with me