Verse 1 (Evagreen) The lost son got his gun from the shop in the slums, picked it up, shot some rounds, he planned to have some dirty fun Raped his mom in her bedroom shot her dead in her eyes, shot his brother and his sister, than he left to go outside Had this rage stuck inside him since the day he aged 5 He thought of k**ing all his fam in the dirty corners of his mind Stole a car from his neighbors driveway, but he didn't know how to drive Shooting people from the window, it was his first drive by Shooting heads, blasting brains, he's sending chills up their spines He's done the craziest d**, but he's never felt this high The cops were now on him, they would never let his actions slide They set barriers in front of him, with the road spikes in sight The boy crashed in a van, had him flying out the car Of course he didn't wear his seatbelt, because his mind was in the stars The cops were less than a mile from him, the boy realizing how mortal sins felt He ran, as fast as possible, and he stumbled down and begged for God's help The pain in his leg, felt like pain the boy received from hell A policeman came to the scene and beat the n***a up giving him welts and swells He called the boy a stupid n***a, and had his head ringing like a bell The nightstick striked like lightning and the boy didn't like it He pulled out his pound and shot the pig right in his eyelid The cop flew backwards and now the boy was really biting He tried to run from the SWAT but the abuse of pot stunted his stamina One cop pulled out his shotgun and blew the n***a's a** straight to Canada The boy died in an instant and his Daddy heard about the ma**acre Hell was the boy's country and d**h was it's grand amba**ador