No longer trapped in a prison cell, (cuz my baby)
Released me from deep down in hell, (fuck you satan!)
I'm back so I have a long story to tell, (just know)
That everything is going good and well, (ha,ha!)
(Verse 2)
She gave me back sight, no longer see a black light,
Mess with my baby girl, and you better pack right,
Away, you don't want to miss your little wack flight?,
You do and i'll attack at night, leave you pale white,
She's the Monday to my 2sDay, hate on her you's gay,
Wanna be like her, strike, tear, and land on her puss-ay,
You's gay remember?, go stare at Mr. Wahlberg, okay?,
Touch the wrong places, I'll leave long traces, even days,
Of organs and blood, still think you all that and a stud?,
Defend her forever, cut or sever my arm for her, bud,
This girl's my lighting candle, always be fighting battles,
So she's all intact, fact is there is not pact if you rattles,
My cattle, i'll get my pointed knife, and end your pointless life,
Leave your jointless wife, jointless and with an ongoing strife,
To exhale, well, on to the next tale, I know I should be in sex jail,
I know it's called rehab, but we have such chemistry, just inhail,
More weed, or read a playboy whore magazine, all the same tale...
3rd verse too come later on...
appreaciate it and i do realize that some lines were forced. 
