I'm tired of seeing people go free
With no conscience
And no misery
Living their lives
So simply
Unable to see
What they're actually
Doing to me.

It's God's Spirit in me
Why I don't break easily
Because if it was up to me
I wouldn't let them be
If it was in my hands
I'd **** them mercilessly
If it was my decision to make
I'd bring them to their knees.