yea fatal ill boot u back to south natal
and u are an error ur dads the bearer
of u in a castket due to holy terror
of ur mom findin ur head in a laundry basket
left under sealed n shut like a head gasket
n u sayin faggoty shit man
ill slap ur goofy ass bback to japan
leaven u wit a slapped up tan
talkin gay shit n sayin i suck
ur lucky i dont hit u wit a turck u schmuck
u get on ur knees jus to earn a smeezly buck