Take me out to the back of the shed, and shoot me in the back of the head take me out to the back of the shed, and shoot me in the back of the head take me out to the back of the shed, and shoot me in the motherfucking head uh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha bet you've never seen a wreck like this, yo, but I'm always doing better than your peers and your bitch, so, what you trying to say about my wrists? yo, I'm old yeller, yelling at the top of my lungs but I'm always at the top of it, cunt, I'm like the runt litter I made a deal with God that let's me live to the fullest, but with the company paying bitter. yo, I stay in the dark, and I bark at the walls, til my last breath leaves my lungs yo, I'm waiting for my master to come back with the clip, aint no point if I run, aint no point if I run take me out to the back of the shed, and shoot me in the back of the head take me out to the back of the shed, and shoot me in the motherfucking head bet you've never seen a wreck like this, yo, but I'm always doing better than your peers and your parents, so, what you trying to say about my wrists?