product of fear
with my weapon, i protect what's mine
a piece of my gun for a piece of your mind
can i buy a sliver of your time?
i taught my bullets how to read minds
fill our heads with faith and values
save your morals, it's no use
i must've come to cum again
i wanna be your little friend
forget the rights you thought you had
their laws are all iron clad
i must've come to cum again
wanna be my little friend?
caution labels printed on my lips
preaching words to corrupt your kids
you know i'm here to corrode their minds
teaching them how to march out of time
fill our heads with faith and values
save your morals, it's no use
i must've come to cum again
i wanna be your little friend
forget the rights you thought you had
their laws are all iron clad
i must've come to cum again
wanna be my little friend?
i'm a good girl, i'm a good girl
i take my ritalin
i'm a good girl, i'm a good girl
i pray to god again
i'm a good girl, i'm a good girl
gimme medicine
i'm a good girl, i'm a good girl
i promise not to sin
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