Midnight (My Secret Sin)

It all happens after midnight Anywhere’s the place to be after midnight The good times don’t start until after midnight Exhale a lil pot Swallow a pill with snot Got tossed up, tattooed and don’t know where my leg went Spooked, you just got tabooed for the next segment At age four I lost half my finger in a door Foster parents pissed on it and said “It’ll be a little sore” Who would’ve thought, I was enlisted to be poor A year later I took a razor and suffocated my reflection To the day I’d be locate above or below heaven If I could follow directions My principal tried to retain me as a senior No harsh feelings, by midterms I’ll be 43 With advances in misdemeanors Sidewalk is where I drive No room for pedestrians Hide and stalk, I’m surprised you’re still alive Nothing gets under my skin Like the homosexuality that ponders with straight men And these truth commercials don’t speak It’s like telling me if I piss in pull ups they won’t leak Walked into a post marriage shower room Lucky tostill be breathing Memories flower my doom Left OJ’s cold case and waltz into Scott Petersons I’d be a lie if I said a killer you’re not You dumb duck, you should have beat her with the gun Meet her with the fun, send her a foreign son Fall dead to the force of inertia Either that or croak From not paying attention to these abstinence commercials