Hello

Cut them up but make sure they still alive

In case there's no hell, make em face their sick crimes

Hang them upside down and drain their insides

Enough to make them weak then take a steak knife

And carve their victims names onto their foreheads

And make them face the mirror all day, torment's

The only thing they have to look to, for death

Ain't coming to save them, make them pay for their sins

Pose on tinder as an eighteen year old dime, I'm searching

The NSOR for predators, I met someone, determined

To get me to his house, he's twenty three, three years he served in