text: In the House of horrors, every door running man
  Son Of Sam now getting molested by Ms. Cunningham
  Ms. Piggy cutting ham, pussy it was stunning, man
  10 Wolf, football with the limbs now were punting hands
  Put them in the skillet, fire it, kill it, burn it, sun it, tan
  Like them cracker bitches, I be fucking when her snorting grams
  Now Im raping Mary, shes the only bitch without her lamb
  Papa Johns, Papa damn right Im a fucking band
  Pro when it comes to killing bitches with a rubber-band
  Open up the door to them legs, bitch Im cumming in
  You shouldve save the welcome mat, fuck it Ill run over it
  Like your intestines when Im playing jump rope with it
  Here come the kids, things are getting messy
  Why the fuck you aint pull out the bib
  Bitch put on that ugly dress, and get out my room
  I know all your info, so if you tell anywhere I live
  I can make it us that, live But you’ll be in the fridge
  Wolf
  Gang
  Look...
  Super 3 on the beat, its like...
  Wow, I just said that, the fuck?