I’m an American Psycho when it comes to lyrics,
they make Shady hide inside an ass of a steer– ick!
You can call me a female Dexter,
making your blood fester,
carrying knives in my mouth,
to send you South,
South of Heaven,
Where your neck splits,
your hair rips,
your brain clips…
Wrapping you up in plastic,
the stench of your flesh is fantastic….
But your remains are thrown into the ocean,
so I can watch your Death fully in motion!
C’mon take a stab,
Let me pick the scab,
We can cover it in plaid!!
OH THE FUN TO BE HAD!
Don’t you wanna dance, on shards of glass?
Rather than hiding inside an ass?
I dare you…. Please don’t hide!
And welcome to the JENNA CHAINSAW MASSACRE,
ARE YOU READY TO DIE?!