Mom always warned me
not to play with fire.
If only she knew
that I was the flame,
she would have warned
the others
not to light me up.

Narrator: I set the scene with a small child,
And a mother who is extremely wild,
When it comes to beating and cheating,
But right now the mothers mood is mild,
Mother asked daughter to go to sleep,
Because this insane child was being mean,
Dad is outside of the room with open ears,
By the end of this, I hope you're laughing with tears,
Maybe you will laugh hard if you are ****** up as I,
Now the story begins, so I'll go for now, goodbye,

Kid: No, I'm not tired, all I want is a lot of candy,
And mom, you're a liar, you said I could stay up and watch Handy Manny,
I want to play with toys, but not with her,
She's mean and annoys and ruffles the fur,
Of my teddy bear, I hate her,

Mom: But she's your sister,

Kid: I don't care,

Dad: Hey, can I barge in for a minute and just say...,

Kid: No, get the **** out or you're gonna get it,

Dad: Okay,

Mom: I said you have to go to sleep or get along with your sister and play,
I really don't want it to be one of those type of days,

Kid: What?, the days where you and dad fight,
About gays and whether or not they have rights,
And other stupid **** that shouldn't cross your mind,
But I'm just a kid in my room so whatever, it's fine,

Mom: I'm not going to allow this type of language,

Kid: But you allow dad to bang some other *****,

Mom: How the hell do you know what's going on in our lives?,

Kid: Your words hurt my sister, apparently they're like knives,
I don't care none though, I like the fighting yo,
Almost as much as the guy you ****, what's his name again, oh yeah, it's Joe,
And he gets stuck in you every night and he's tamed you,
Is that why dad sleeps in the basement,
And why did you punch dad, you gave him a face dent,
It leaked blood for hours,
Joe's a good replacement,

Mom: He's not a...,

Kid: Sure he is,
He even has kids,
They are probably better than my sister,
We could replace her too, I wouldn't miss her,
Let's **** em' both, cut em' up, and hide them in bags,
Put em' in the shed and clean the ****** mess with some rags,
I've planned this out before,
I've thought it out a thousand times,
I might be in love with gore,
And also speaking in rhymes,
I know I'm only eight but I've slobbed a ****,
And rode a rod like...,

Mom: OH MY GOD!,

Kid: Oh, is this jealousy I'm starting to see,
I'm getting more **** than you, yeah, go me,
It's easy to trick kids into the game,
They're all young so it's kind of lame,
But I say my mouths a door and your *** ***'s the key,
And if you're lucky I'll let you put the key where your mommy had you,
But hold up, are you a Jew,
Cause I can't **** them,
I'm against them,
Because I'm against people with abnormally large body parts,

Mom: Can we finish this story?,

Kid: I've barely begun to start,

Dad: I've heard everything and I'm very disappointed,

Kid: I know right, moms rude and pointless,
Let's **** her,

Narrator: So that's what they did,
They stabbed her to death,
And when Joe came home,
He met his last breath,
The daughter and father hid them in the shed,
Lived as murderers from this point till' they were dead.