Where's my gun,
I have no gun in my holster,
there ya go,
yeah, yo, yo...

Have you ever been pissed and wished that your mom would drop dead,
I have, I've twisted her wrist, hit her with my fist till she bled,
I've stuck a knife in my dad's wife, taken her life
Let's go back to the murder scene and witness the strife,
I be rapin' and scrapin' her, she ain't never escapin',
I'm even tearing and sparing her organs I'll soon be donatin',
She's getting red from the spankin', her fingers and toes I'll be eating,
I can hear the bones as they breakin', she's turning blue from the beating,
If she lives she'll have PTSD from this gruesome attack,
see I can murder her, but she'll never murder me back,
her face I smack, I'll put her body into a sack
and drag it back, to my shack and chop it up for a snack!

[CHORUS]
I'm sorry mama,
I never meant to kill you,
I never meant to make you die, but tonight,
I'm cleanin' off my steak knife, (one more time)
I said I'm sorry mama,
I never meant to kill you,
I never meant to make you die, but tonight,
I'm cleanin' off my steak knife (ha)

I got a big shotgun in my closet and I don't know if daddy knows it,
so before I aim it right at my momma's face and blow it,
I'm gonna load it, I'll make her brains splatter on the wall,
I'll take a bat to her head like a batter hittin' a ball,
I've been so angry, maybe longer than a couple of months,
I've waited at least a year to give her this uppercut punch,
Before I split, I'm gonna take a piss in her eye,
But for now I'll keep on slicin' her up and makin' her cry,