The Note

Sit’n there with a gun in my hand, talk’n to my family.
Little do they know this is the last time they will ever hear me.
And then it happens, then they know.
Your bloody brains are slide’n down the wall.
The police bust in ten minuets too late,
Then one says "Oh, shit, I stepped in his brains!"
The other one says, "Whats his note say?"


"Howdy, howdy, howdy, this is my note.
To my family, my friends, and foes.
They drove me to this point,
Where my mind is bounce’n off the wall.
I wrote this note to let you all know…
That it’s all your fuckers fault, and the next time you see me…
It will be wit the casket closed!!"