[Intro]
Impulse, impulse, impulse
Fuck it up again, I'll [inaudible]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I wasn't dropped on my head
This kid was jumped on and kicked
Like "Fuck this little cunt" the doctor said as he chuckled and grinned
"What a berk", but in the end I was chucked in the bin
Livin' in rubbish, no dummy, sick, had to suck a syringe
That might explain why I'm a junky that's stuck in a binge
Always huffin' on tins, I'll puff a pip 'til I'm chuckin' a fit
And at the age of six I was becomin' a cunt of kid
Runnin' drunk from the pigs
Scummy and young, on the hunt for a cig
A kid at school thinkin' the lessons were miserable
So I'd yell and I'd threaten and then get sent to the principal
When the shit was never endin'
Get suspended, it's typical
So fuck what they recommend
Because I reckon they're pitiful
They can't see that I'm heaven sent
Makes me think I'm invisible
Or it's hidden in the script
I'm sick of spittin' subliminal
Think of slittin' my wrists and drinkin' the drips of my sick
I'm twisted
The biggest of pricks when I'm at the tip of my pinnacle