If That Mockingbird Don't Sing And That

You Can Try And Read My Lyrics Off Of This Paper Before I Lay 'em But You Won't Take The Sting Out These Words Before I Say 'em

See It's Easy As Cake, Simple As Whistling Dixie While I'm Waving The Pistol At Sixty Christians Against Me Go To War With The Mormons, Take A Bath With The Catholics In Holy Water, No Wonder They Tried To Hold Me Under Longer.

If I'm Not Passionate About It, I Can't Write It. I Can't Fake It.

I Get Imaginative With A Mouth Full Of Adjectives, A Brain Full Of Adverbs, And A Box Full Of Laxatives, Shittin' On Rappers, Causin' Hospital Accidents.

Everything Always Happens For A Reason.