Three to three
and
I'm three
miles away from
the
Devil's workshop.

Take a double-take
&
stare back
at
me  
all you want.

Just
don't
call
me baby.

Cause
imma
mutha fuckin'  
Bandit,
Bitch!

Grab some holy water
so you can
douse me with it.
&
While you're at it,

check yourself,
your weave
and them digits,

I gave you.

For
I am too hot
for hell.
&
2 cute 4

You.
need to calm,
yourself.
I need to cool down.

Here's to a snow day in hell.

Now,
let us drink punch
& die with them
good thoughts.  

hallelujah.
I'll see you on the other side.