Lyrics:

Certain lines were formed together to form specific shapes
Couldn't help overhearing from where I was eavesdropping
That you're tampering with the family circle
You're not very talented
Dealing the addiction
Nor vacuuming dirt into your pipes
Just waiting anxiously to rub a quick one out
Does attempted murder lie in the category
Did you really want to see a foundation of blood
Erupting from the neck trigger child
See or be seen you are disposable
I find you folded into a fetal position
At the corner of Cummunipaw and JFK
Lift you up towards the pole
Hold you in my hand
Grinding the hacksaw through your mouth
In the other hand a reminder
Does attempted murder lie under the impaired judgement category?
The circle will remain a circle