I,    I am coming,    I am coming to California to kill you I,    I am coming,    I am coming to rape and murder your family you,    You can try and run,    But there's nowhere left to hide.    I will follow the sun as it sets in the west    It will lead me right to you.       3000 miles and in L.A.    I can't wait to see the look on your face    As I put my gun up to your temple,    Pull the trigger that sends you back to hell.    You butchered my art and only to save a dollar,    Are you ready to die my friend?    Are you ready to confront the end?       Like Helter Skelter    And son of Sam.    By the days end you'll know who I am.    I spill your blood on the Hollywood Boulevard.       I won't rest until your headless.       You should have known    I would leave you helpless and alone.    You were born to be a dead celebrity