Play.

A mother wanting to kill to receive money.

Children go out and play...

When they grow up...they'll learn to masturbate...

That's why they are always late..

Coming to the dinner table with their plate..

Go and choke on a piece of cake...

Or go drown in the lake...

No food for you...

You disobeyed your mother's rules...

Those closed doors are children crying in their rooms...

Them children are worthless trash...

If you have no kids you must be glad...

Watch them all play their sexual games..

Always get high or runaway...

See different color condoms in their rooms...

Oh well...you tried...you lose..

You'll get pregnant real soon...

Go die for goodness sake...

We'll try to bury you in the lake...

All the money will be passed on to me...

The money I should take...

Oh pain is sweet...

All the children's blood I shall keep...

All the liquor I will buy and drink...

Call me crazy or a freak...

When it's time for me to die...

I'll die in peace...

All that's left is my niece...

I should get her money and kill her next week...