| Lord please forgive me for what I do
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| For I know not what I’ve done
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| Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
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| I just never had the chance to ever meet you
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| Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
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| My mother’s evil seeding do these evil deeds
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| Momma had a baby and it’s head popped off
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| (head popped off, head popped off, head popped off, head popped off,
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| head popped off)
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| My momma don’t want me, the next thing I know I’m gettin' dropped off
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| (gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped
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| off)
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| Ring ring ring, on the door bell of the next door neighbors on their front porch
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| (their front porch, their front porch, their front porch, their front porch)
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| But they didn’t want me neither so they left me on someone else’s lawn
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| (else's lawn, else’s lawn, else’s lawn)
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| Till somebody finally took me in, my great aunt, uncle Edna 'n Charles
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| (Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles)
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| They were the ones who were left in charge
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| My elementary they gang up on me and sang this song
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| (sang this song, sang this song, sang this song, sang this song)
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| It went a little something like Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
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| Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
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| Momma why do they keep saying this I just don’t understand, understand
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| And by the way, where’s my dad?
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| Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
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| I just never had the chance to ever meet you
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| Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
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| My mother’s evil seeding do these evil deeds
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| Predominantly, predominantly, everything’s always predominantly
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| Predominantly white, predominantly black
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| Well, what about me, where does that leave me
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| Well I guess that I’m between predominantly both of 'em
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| I think if I hear that fuckin' word again I’mma scream
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| While I’m projectile vomiting, what do I look like, a comedian to you?
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| Do you think that I’m kidding?
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| What do I look like some kind of idi-wait a minute, sh*t, don’t answer that
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| Why am I so misunderstood?
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| Why do I go through so much bullshit, it sucks bullshit, it’s tush mull bish
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| Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall again
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| Whining about his millions and his mansion and his sorrow he’s always drownin'
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| in
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| And the dad that he never had, and how his childhood was so bad
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| And how his mom was a dope addict, and his ex-wife how they go at it
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| Man I’d hate to have it, as bad as that Mr. Mather’s claims he had it
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| I can’t imagine it, that little rich poor white bastard
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| Needs to take some of that cash out the bank and take a bath in it
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| Man if I only had half of it if you only knew the half of it
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| Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
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| I just never had the chance to ever meet you
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| Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
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| My mother’s evil seeding do these evil deeds
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| Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seeds
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| Please release me from these deamons
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| I never had any of this shit planned ma, please believe
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| I don’t wanna be Satan’s spawn, never got the chance to say I’m sorry
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| Now look at all the pain I caused
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| Dear Santa Clause, why you not comin' this year again
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| What did I do that was so bad to deserve this
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| Everything could have been so perfect
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| But life ain’t a fairytale, I’m about to be hoist up in the air
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| Forty feet below me, there’s people everywhere
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| I don’t even know what it feel like, they know me cause I’m in this ferris wheel
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| And all i wanna do is go to the mall and take hailie on the carousel
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| Without this crowd everywhere I go, but life is like a merry-go-round
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| Here we go now, doe see doe now, curtains up, the show must go now
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| Ring around the rosie, the shows over, you can all go home now
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| But the curtain just don’t close for me, this ain’t how fame is supposed to be
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| Where’s the switch I could just turn off and on, this ain’t what I chose to be
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| So please god, give me the strength to have what it takes to carry on
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| Till I pass 50 back the baton, the camera’s on, my soul is gone
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| Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
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| I just never had the chance to ever meet you
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| Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
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| My mother’s evil seeding do these evil deeds
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| Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
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| I just never had the chance to ever meet you
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| Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
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| My mother’s evil seeding do these evil deeds |