Well I was walking down the street,
Just like any other day.
When along came a man I'd longed to greet
And so I did but with a movement of my feet
I knocked him down and drew a knife
Ending his life with so very little strife
Just like any other day
I stood to wipe away the blood
And a very little bit of mud
But they were stubborn and I could not come clean
And so I learned about words obscene
Hate can stab just like a blade
Even if you think you've got it stayed.