Day 1 and I’m in prison for murdering a kid
I can’t become what I killed him for
So Mr. McNair why did you do this?
How come you murdered him as you did?
There’s blood splattered on the floor
I was sentenced to jail and case dismiss
Day 2 and I’m in prison for the murder of a boy
Garrett McNair and my prison mate Gerald Myers
I was sentenced to jail without any bail or freedom
So I did it for my pleasure and so I can reenjoy
Can’t trust nobody I’ll kill each and every liars
This kid I murdered was only six and my victim
Day 3 and I’m prisoned for what I did to a youngster
And I am Mr. McNair and I’m only twenty-six-years-old
What’s with the murdering of a six-year-old boy Garrett?
I sat back and killed him for pure joyfulness and laughter
But I’m off the charts and I cannot ever be controlled
So I’m put on the death list and it’s in the city of Charlotte
Day 4 and I’m almost sentenced to my death in Charlotte
It has now been four days and in prison for a child’s death
Just can’t bear to see the light of day before I’m in the chair
So my time has come and I’m almost dying and desperate
Now it’s Day 4 and I’m in Charlotte, strapped and distress
I was now shocked and nearest to my death with such despair
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