CONTENT WARNING: Language
everything’s weird in Florida.
But I was fine with helpin’ Lana
with her joke on her man,
till she hit him over the head
with a fryin’ pan.
But I done already taped his legs up,
and she was seethin’,
so I figure she had a good reason.
Maybe he beat her somethin’ awful,
and this her revenge.
Asked her when we got to that swamp.
“What he do to you?”
“Can’t keep his dick in his pants,” she say.
She was there to feed him to the gators.
You asked me when I knew what we did was fucked up?
Right about then.