When I am out in public  home I am not complete
I don’t know which wife to beat
When I go into heat
I don’t know Dahmer which wife to turn into meat
And which one I should eat

Then I am on the street
Try to cheat my way threw
I soon greet a soon to be victim
Into my back seat
I must then excrete from the corpse

I am still not complete
This urge will not delete
I will be soon given a Pete
Then the feat will be given to me.