Conditions Of My Parole

Sweet baby Jesus on fire

I'ma need a damn lawyer and a miracle to pull

My a** outta this

Devil kept poking the bull, so I shipped her a** to Mozambique

Cuz I was over it

Shoulda dumped my gat into the Verde but what if she's a zombie or a Dracula

I better hang onto this

Lordy, with my hand upon the Bible, swear I shot the damn Devil, not a

B***h, but the po-po don't give a s**t

(Ho- ho- hum-...)

Lordy, won't you show a little mercy

I've been on the straight and narrow since the judge had my warden done

Parole me

Red poison, devil kept pokin' so I shipped her a** to Mozambique

Cuz I was over it

Goddamn judge found me guilty of public intoxication, public urination and

Parole violation

But the csi couldn't find the body to corroborate my bullshit story.

Sweet Jesus don't let the judge release me. What if she's a zombie or a Dracula And tries to fu***' eat me?

Devil walked away from a bangin' trip to Mozambique

Help me outta this

Help me outta this