Locked down nineteen hours Five hours he plays That’s the way the prisoner Whiles away his days On death row for the murders Of his wife and son Locked in a four foot nine cell For the crime he’s done
Four years down and counting See I’ve done the math It’s death by lethal injection For that sick sociopath
Decomposing and headless In San Francisco Bay He said she was missing But she was found that way His son’s lifeless fetus Had previously washed ashore Which repulsed everyone Even that much more
Four years down and counting See I’ve done the math It’s death by lethal injection For that sick sociopath
Her family were all hoping She’d be found alive Though he knew she was dead He feigned concern (what jive) She was weighted down Which made him quite convinced That she’d never be found Floating in that rinse
Four years down and counting See I’ve done the math It’s death by lethal injection For that sick sociopath
While they were contemplating Their poor loved one’s fate His only concern was Which chick he should date See he had to satisfy An internal itch But karma is a mother for ya It can be a *****
Four years down and counting See I’ve done the math It’s death by lethal injection For that sick sociopath
Four years down and counting See I’ve done the math It’s death by lethal injection For that sick sociopath
Four years down and counting See I’ve done the math It’s death by lethal injection For that sick sociopath
Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2016. All rights reserved.