[Intro]

Grandpa

Hey Grandpa, come here

I wanna play a game with you, Grandpa

Let's play some Truth or Dare

I'll go first...

[Verse]

Is it true that when my mom was two, you started to abuse her?

Lost your wife and decided mama would be your new one?

Is it true what they say about your place or just a rumor

That it's hotter than you can imagine there with Lucifer?

Is it true that when you spent a couple years behind bars

You lied and told my momma that you got in a fight at the bar?

Is it true that, instead, you were picked up by the feds

'Cause you were transporting minors across the border for sex?

Is it true that all your buddies would come and lay on the couch

Get high on some pills, and you'd threaten to pass her around?

Is it true that when she said that she would tell what you did

You told her you would kill her if she ever opened her lips?

Is it true that you're uncomfortable? I'm sorry, let me back off

I'm sure you haven't thought of this in years, or even at all

But I'll make this so much easier, dares are way more fun

Let's spice this game up a bit, Grandpa, you ain't no punk

I dare you to try to make it right, all those things you did

How you took the light and innocence of your very own kid

I dare you to try to blame it on your own mental health

Tell me that you were sad, tell me that your kid helped

I dare you to try to tell me that you loved her too much

'Cause you don't even know what love is, you miserable fuck

I dare you to try to right all these wrongs you did in your life

But you can't fix it, eternity isn't enough time

I dare you to lie to me, that's a sight I'd like to see

Because Hell has no fury like the fire inside of me

I dare you to make excuses, I dare you to justify it

I dare you to disprove it, I dare you to survive this

Bitch, I dare you to meet me at the gates of Hell when I come

'Cause I'll be there for a moment, and you and me can have fun

It really is a shame that I don't even know your name

'Cause if I did, I'd go to Tulsa and I'd spit on your grave

[Outro]

I thank God I never got the chance to meet you

'Cause I probably would've been the one that killed you

After mama told me all those things you did

You're lucky that a heart attack got you before her kid