My favorite color is red, so I shot myself in the head
Watch my own skull implode as I fell to the ground dead
Then I woke after a couple seconds strapped to a bed
Turns out I was in a disclosed location talking to the Fed
The drugs they gave must of messed with my head
They told me how my life was about to be woven like thread
Told me my name wasn't Gage anymore it's now Greg
They told me to leave and never talk about what was said
So I left and told every one that I knew instead
So now I'm on the run scavenging for bread
When I find some food I piss on it and start to spread
Put it in my mouth cause when I was younger I sniffed some lead
Now there's a place called heaven and place hell
A place called prison and a place called jail
I'm probably headed to all of them except one
Because I find talking to the devil to be fun
Shot the guy hired to come find me with my gun
Berried him in my yard and pissed on it when I was done
Run up in your house and shot your loved ones
Then run around screaming North Korea fucking won
Sit in your kitchen and cook up a cinnamon bun
Finished? no stick my dick in your dead mother's ear drum
I've always wondered why I was my mom's favorite son