Killing Machine

I wanted you
so i let you in.
Infested with diseases of the skin.
You're ignorant to your disease,
you're a walking killing machine.
You go after young girls
because that's what you like.
You fuck them,
then their world.
You're a killing machine.
You always had a different beat,
had your own routine.
It's not your fault
but then, yes it is.
It's sexual assualt.
If you knew what you had
would you do what you do?
Are you scared to know the truth?
Or are you too much of a man to be afflicted?
Yeah, that's what i predicted...
You think you're a god
above pain and imperfection.
You never needed to use protection.
Because you're a man.
You're a killing machine.
A firecracker waiting to go off...
A cannon just waiting to blow...
and I hope she spits.