text: Out back?
  Take me out to the back of the shed
  Shoot me in the back of the head
  Take me out to the back of the shed
  And shoot me in the back of the head, uh
  Yeah, take me out to the back of the shed
  And shoot me in the motherfucking head
  A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
  Bet youve never seen a wreck like this
  Yeah, but Im always doing better than your peers and your bitch
  So what you trying to say about my wrist?
  Yeah, Im Old Yeller
  Yelling at the top of my lungs, but Im always at the top of the cunt
  Im like the runt litter
  I made a deal with God that lets me live to the fullest
  But with the company paying to make me bitter, yo
  I stay in the dark and I bark at the walls until my last breath leaves my lungs, yuh
  Im waiting for my master to come back with a clip
  Aint no point if I run
  Aint no point if I run
  Take me out to the back of the shed
  And shoot me in the back of the head
  Take me out to the back of the shed
  And shoot me in the motherfucking head
  A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
  Bet youve never seen a wreck like this
  Yeah, but Im always doing better than your peers and your parents
  So what you trying to say about my wrists?