Mom Mom please help me

I keep thinking of killing people and it just won't stop

Please help me I need your help or else a lot of people are gonna die a lot

My name is Ivan Warner

At nine and three quarters I told my mama I can't stand my mind any longer

Most my time I spend online I'm watching violent torture

And I might just kill her if she do not comply to my order

But we're running out of time my temper might just get shorter

She says I'm depressed and obsessing on my mild disorder

She don't want her friends to think her son's a psychotic horror so she won't help me

But you know I will remind her I warned her

Fast forward to when I'm 14 and a half giving each of my fat wrists a neat little gash

My room looks like crap

I refuse to clean up my trash of beheaded rats and images of gals I want to beat up and gag

I hate attending school my peers provoke me selfishly

I just therapeutically hum and compose a melody

It's gotten to the point I cannot even go the hell to sleep

Cuz these unwanted thoughts of slaughters have been overwhelming me

My hoodie's always donned when I walk to my classes

My actions are indicative of Dahmer-like passions

Some jock just grabbed my throat and drew a cock on my glasses

And he shoved me in a locker and he called me a faggot

The way I will react it will be awfully dramatic

And no I'm not referring to some Columbine tactics

Killing with a gun is too boring I guess I'd rather treat a damn Gillette razor like a sword to his chest

It's horrible yes next I'll stick a fork in his neck so it'll tickle him a little when he's forcing a breath

Watch the bully fucking suffer for like four, five minutes

Then I feast on his corpse like a motherfucking menace (motherfucking menace)

It's not me I am just the victim

Bitch you should have fucking listened

Cynic since a fucking infant (you said fuck off don't fret and even tried to convince me I was no threat)

You can tell me nothing different (But now my life's a whole mess and I'm a textbook motherfucking code red)

Next time that I participated in a major attack

The victim was this pretty slutty fucking dame that had asked me"Ivan I really love the frame of your ass and I've been lowkey wondering and hoping maybe perhaps

We could both hit up the movie theater"

Dude and I was truly eager I hit up my only friend Stu like"Ima screw this diva"

Then he told me news that frankly gave my ass a new demeanor

And a good excuse to get to ruthlessly abuse my cleavers

He said"Bro you think she want you to tap? keep your condoms at your house little buddy relax

She finna ditch you holmes and make fun of your ass

And her and her buddies will have a fucking wonderful laugh when you hit her up like

Baby where the fuck are you at"

I said"Stu how do you know this stuff is a fact"

He said"because she bragged about in our fucking group chat"

Tell Satan she'll arrive at 4:21 flat

I'm at her crib at 4:07 a.m. with no hesitation and I've already taken her father's medication

I'm by her bed adjacent the kinda moves that Ima do require preparation

She hasn't woken up she seems to be quite relaxed bet

Maybe Ima wake her and break her China glass set

I am a man of honor I don't wanna kill a girl that's sleeping

So I stab her vertebrae just to alert her nervous system

Gave her the standard treatment hand over the mouth so not a soul heard the screaming

You'da swore I were a demon

She's so sexy when she's squirming so I started getting flirty even"Baby you're so pretty but your life is just over this evening"

I stuck my fist into her spleen until she's dying of internal bleeding and I started squirting semen

Way more nuts than my mama had surmised

As she dies I make her look into my psychopathic eyes (psychopathic eyes)

It's not me I am just the victim

Bitch you should have fucking listened

Cynic since a fucking infant (you said fuck off don't fret and even tried to convince me I was no threat)

You can tell me nothing different (But now my life's a whole mess and I'm a textbook motherfucking code red)

Skip to May second 2028 present day

Yesterday I dropped out of eleventh grade

I've got a fair feeling Ima breathe my final breath today because my mother has a debt to pay (debt to pay)

I think I'm like seven-18 I can't remember mate but what the fuck's it matter anyways (anyways)

I'm crazy and I have no chill debating if I'll grab the steel

Inside my mother's basement watching rapey pornographic films

By now it's been some 80 people that I've killed

It's a big shock the kid's not been caught

Peeling my skin off to get my dick hard

Now I got my shotgun out I wanna stop a lotta doubt

With almost nada thought I got the shotty in my mama's mouth"It's your baby Ivan I should be in an insane asylum

Thanks to you a lot of people died it's time you pay the price then

Throughout my life you ain't been a giant supporter

Now it's your turn to say 'hi' to the coroner

Fucking bitch how's this for a mild disorder

You're finally dead bitch

My turn"