[Hook: Hak]
You know those times when your aura’s off
When your, pastor lost, swore that you lost
Cold winter ‘round the corner
Hunger holdin’ your cough
Spit and let you off was exploding in coughs

[Verse 1: Wiki]
Piece of shit
For breakfast, trip eat shit
Piss so crooked I peed on my own dick
An evil kid, a weasel, a pig
Drippin' in a ditch, weak as shit get beaten quick
Can't you see I'm a bitch—ach
I just need me a grip, but it's kinda tough
Because I don't believe in shit
Pathetic Pat, a worthless virgin
Try-ta save me it ain't workin'
I don't deserve this deserve to be murdered
Hang by your curtain a turban you learnin' I'm burnin' I'm earnin'
Pathetic Pat yeah I said it before
Don't you get it pimples developing under my pores?
Nightmares of being deaded by propellers made out of swords
Won't never make no cheddar can't you tell it of course
And I don't want no credit give it to a hell called New York
Piece of shit