I hear an indictment a comin'
The Grand Jury’s gonna send
And I ain't faced the music since I don't know when
I'm a narcissist in prison, and time keeps draggin' on
And investigations keep a rollin' and I goin’ down
When I was just a baby my mama told me
"Son, always be a good boy, don't steal just for fun"
But I stole top secret documents, and told some lies
So off to prison I’m going, cause I’m not so sly
I bet there's guys drinkin’ Kool aide thinking I’m a star I said Hillary had it coming, but why did it have to be me
But those investigators keep a movin'
And that's what tortures me
Well if I hadn’t been so driven
To commit an awful crime
I bet I wouldn’t be locked up with worker I called swine
Far from that damn prison, that's where I want to stay
And I'd count on Stormy, to blow my blues away