It's Not A Contest, And

My Songs Can Make You Cry, Take You By Surprise At The Same Time, Can Make You Dry Your Eyes With The Same Rhyme

Sixty Sluts, All Of Them Dying From Asphyxia After They Sip Piss Through A Christopher Reeves Sippy Cup.

At Least Have The Decency In You / To Leave Me Alone, When You Freaks See Me Out / In The Streets When I'm Eating Or Feeding My Daughter

Getting Clean Made Me Grow Up. I Feel Like All The Years That I Was Using Drugs, I Wasn't Growing As A Person.

But You Lied Again. Now You Get To Watch Her Leave Out The Window. Guess That's Why They Call It 'window Pane.