Peace to Thirstin Howl, A.L, and Wordsworth My mother smoked crack - I had a premature birth I'm just a nerd, cursed with badly disturbed nerves Who wanna be the one to step up and get served first? Ninety-nine percent of aliens prefer earth, So I'm here to rule the planet, starting with your turf. I hid a secret message inside of a wordsearch, with smeared letters, running together in blurred spurts. I hang with male chauvinist pigs and perverts, who point water pistols at women and squirt shirts. Been a bad boy since diapers and Gerber's. My first words were bleep-bleep, and curse-curse. Never had shit, and I still don't deserve dirt. My breath still stinks, and I'm on my third Certs. Yanking out my stitches, hollering "Nurse, nurse! You said this shot would numb it - trick, it just hurts worse!" Grew up in a dump, next to a burnt church, where gunshots drowned out crickets and bird chirps. if you know hip hop, then you can guess who that is without search engine. I bought that session off a tape at the record store like 2 weeks before it closed down.