If it wasn't Jack Daniels and Parliament Lights it would have been murder
My eyes is red like ketchup, tired of playin' catch up
Layin' on the floor starin' at the dresser
Got on my knees and pray til they bleed
Dear God...I'm a sick motherfucker
I even fool myself, I'm a slick motherfucker
I'm sick of the scandalous livin'
I don't think I'm even equipped for a higher standard of livin'
But if you give him one more chance and forgive him, he'll push that negative gene into oblivion
Here's what i'll do, put you in this basket and float you down the Mississippi 20 miles from the Bayou
Here's grace, here's style, have faith cause I'ma try you
My Momma introduced me to the scripture
The Channel 4 News introduced me to the shit that produced Hitler
I was a young lad...3 Stooges, Superman, Batman & Riddler
Moonwalk, Windmill, freeze for the picture
Meet Mr. Popular, go get your binoculars and see Penthouse 3 where a nigga be