Lil Jan was young

Lil Jan had his whole life staring

But Lil Jan had had enough,

Black eyes and bruises always marring

His otherwise fine face,

couldn't even afford smiling

 

Lil Jan's assailants,

Some egocentric schadenfreudes

With the point of bleak of sadists

Couldn't dare see this purist

soar to his greatest heights

so they fed him misery

 

Lil Jan was strong,

But Lil Jan had had enough

He just couldn't hang

In there anymore, he wished he'd hung

Lil Jan decided no more hurting

So one Monday morning

Lil Jan got himself a gun

Bang!