Conditions of My Parole Lyrics

Sweet baby Jesus on fire
Imma need a damn lawyer and a miracle to pull
My ass outta this
Devil kept poking the bull, so I shipped her ass to Mozambique
Cuz I was over it
(Intro Riff)
Shoulda dumped my gat into the Verde but what if shes a zombie or a Dracula
I better hang onto this
Lordy, with my hand upon the Bible,
swear I shot the damn Devil, not a b**ch,
but the po-po dont give a sh*t
(Ho- ho- hum-...)
Lordy, wont you
show a little mercy
Ive been on the straight and narrow since
the judge had my warden done Parole me
Red poison, devil kept pokin so I shipped her ass to Mozambique
Cuz I was over it
(Intro Riff)
Goddamn judge found me guilty of public intoxication, public urination and
Parole violation
But the CSI couldnt find the body to corroborate my bullsh*t story.
Sweet Jesus don't let the judge release me.
What if shes a zombie or a
Dracula And tries to f**kin eat me?
Devil walked away from a bangin trip to Mozambique
Help me outta this
Help me outta this