Stop me from stabbin at this pad in hand,
Wrapped up in drawing lands
For a man like me to reign over dominantly
Prominantly better than you, read this pic I drew for you.
Don't laugh or even dare to ook or smile at my children
Killin villians, kicked through buildings,
spillin pills on the floor in his kitchen.
The groom is now gone from something suicidal.
It's bridal who finds his speckled brains on the drywall
It's the Bible that ensures sweet security inside her
from a nastly ghastly black widowed spider
Concieved from the darkness of lustful desires.
Venom drenched danger at the scent of a man
and oh her poison is so vexing as a bite on the hand.