where do i go

Would I be better off laid in a six foot hole
A body rotting eyes closed with no conscious or a soul
Never knowing never feeling with no memories of being
Only ashes laid to ashes never loving never seeing
Just a corpse and of course thered be no rising of the dead
No apocalypse of zombies and no cracking open heads
With no eating of the brains because
I couldnt stand the pain
Pitch black nothin zerod just a head stone and a name[Bridge]
I dont know where
Im gon go but when
I get there they gon know
Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
And Im swingin swingin hatchets while
Im screamin psychopathic
And Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
Would I be better off in flames and burnin for eternity
And should the evil that
Im doin really be concernin me
And should
I bite my tongue and never seen to walk a righteous path
Or will I feel the devils pitchfork stickin in my righteous ass
Wake up to the smells off flesh slowly burnin like a pinner
Listen to the screams of sinners roastin like a chicken dinner
Everyday in hell the temperature would be a ****** scorcher
And everyday in hell a new experience in human torcher.
When I die
I dont know where
Im gonna be but
I know its a one way ticket
And when I die idk where
I wanna be but
I know that ill stay wicked[Bridge]
I dont know where
Im gon go but when
I get there they gon know
Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
And Im swingin swingin hatchets while
Im screamin psychopathic
And Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
Would I be better off with streets of gold a halo angels wings
Floatin like a bodom cloud just chillin while a choir sings
And every single female big ol booty sportin double ds
Quick to take a **** and on command be blowin like a breeze
Never beein broke or feelin sick and liquor on tap
Pac and biggy droppin by to ask me where the **** at?
Call it shangri la or heaven
I just hope they listenin
And even though that hell is callin pray for me they let me in
I dont know where
Im gon go but when
I get there they gon know
Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
And Im swingin swingin hatchets while
Im screamin psychopathic
And Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
And when I die idk where
I wanna be but
I know that ill stay wicked
I dont know where
Im gon go but when
I get there they gon know
Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
And Im swingin swingin hatchets while
Im screamin psychopathic
And Im wicked and
I run the show and
Im wicked and
Im a juggalo
Im wicked