I've Got a Problem

I’ve got a problem i don’t know what to do
if i don’t help myself i might hurt you
back alleys, dead ends, no way out
i kinda like what this is all about
got no family
and i’m only 19
wear funny clothes
i’m a real has been
do what i want
not what people say
that’s what i think
so get out of my way
chaos and disorder
it’s too late to repent
it’s too late to repent
robots fuck those christians
with minds that are bent
my mom would tie me in a burlap sack
whenever in my pants she found a crap
between her fingers squished the shit
as she clenched her fist
then she kicked me in the dick
god she was pissed
i’ve got a problem…