I know Joey is normally the one to do the rhyme,
But he's indisposed at this time,
So right now he's gonna take the backseat,
And Grin is gonna bring the heat....
Call me Grin,
The epitome of sin,
You can try to fight me, but in the end, I'll win,
So why continue to persist?
Just submit, instead of resist,
Because I will not cease, I will not desist,
This is very the reason that I exist.
To twist your mind until it's ready to snap,
And to leave your psyche as nothing more than scrap,
When my mindfuck is done, so will be your brain,
Your twig will have snapped, you will be insane,
Nothing more than a loon, that can't function without me at the wheel,
Begging to be granted asylum from the way that you feel,
Hoping to escape from the prison of your own mind,
And praying that I would be so kind,
To offer you my assistance,
And once I do, that will be the end of your resistance,
You will have finally accepted your fate,
And be mine to manipulate,