Trip Across From Mexico Willie D

[Verse 1: Willie Dee]
I had a friend
Well anyway that's what I thought he was
When it began
Our friendship was strong as steroids
I took him in
'Cause he had no place to go
Fed him, treated him like a king
Even bought him clothes
We had been cool since grade school
Then he played me for a fool
The ungrateful punk
Proved to me, kindness wasn't worth a molecule
Here's the low down on the clown
He used to hang around
Eat up all the grub, never washed the tub
Willie Dee got bugged
One day I left work came home
Early with a high fever
Opened the door, guess what I saw?
Him making love to a beaver
It was kind of funny so I laughed
But soon became uptight
When I got a little closer and discovered
That that beaver belonged to my wife (uh-oh)
I beat the boy to a coma
Time for the nine to be released
I shot the bitch several times
Picked up the phone and called the police
They sent me to jail, the next con in my cell
Asked me why'd I go
I just stared at him and said
"Trip across from Mexico"