You know I think that you got the wrong impression about me I think in all fairness I should explain you exactly what it is that I do For instance tomorrow morning I'll get up nice and early Take a walk down over to the bank Walk in and see and, uh If you don't have my money for me I'll crack your fucking head wide-open In front of everybody in the bank And just about the time That I'm coming outta jail Hopefully, you'll be coming outta your coma And guess what? I'll split your fucking head open again 'Cause I'm fucking stupid I don't give a fuck about jail That's my business That's what I do