Prison Blues

Now you're in a stitch

You got locked up in the clink

and your sharing a cell

with your new buddy 9-inch

He dyed your uniform pink

cause your his new prison bitch

and he threatens to shank you

if you ever tryna snitch

 

Yeah, i know your a bitch

Your on your knees sucking dick

and your throat's feeling slick

as he fills it with white mist

Your a spastic, skin made of plastic

lips peeled back as a force of habit

Your a faggot, on your knees sucking his carrot

imma cap your ass with a full metal jacket

 

Your a swallower not a spitter

your mama didn't raise no quitter

your dad was an alchoholic addicted to liqour

but he went to madi gras his face coated in glitter

You picked it up from him

now your whining on twitter

this nigger claims that hes a heavy hitter

yet the worst thing he's ever done is litter

your gonna die like elvis on the shitter

while jerking of to an image of your little sister