He was born in Warsaw in the 70s on the edge of town
The shit went to his head early on, by four he was constantly swearing
In kindergarten the girls for the first time showed him their pussy
Then came school, stupid uniform, fights, huffing glue, this his how he came stronger
He was stealing money in the changing rooms, started smoking by 8
Got laid for the first time by 11, stopped giving a fuck about parents
Started disappearing with friends at the local dump, jackboots and a cheap warm jacket
Brezhnev died, wariat started going to the gym, bought himself some boxing gloves
The gloves were stolen at school, he found out who it was, vitya and kolya paid for this dearly
Linoleum with blood stains, he got put on probation
Broke into a storage shed at night, got respect from the guys, the time was passing by
Was mowing down peoples kidneys as an old habit from the army,
Beat up the district cop manager while drunk, drove to a girlfriend in Krakow
Started gutting companies with his friends in Wroclaw
Accidentally killed a gypsy woman, shit happens
Found himself on a federal wanted list for murder, bought his first BMW
Became seriously addicted to meth, quit while in jail thanks to friends
Court in a year, sentenced to 15 years. The cold northern prison, a wool hat, jacket, fierce faces,
Filed an appeal, escaped from the courthouse with some loser
Ran away into the woods, eating the dead body of the loser as to not starve,
Hitchhiked with a truck driver as a companion, back to Warsaw, chilling with his homies
New fake ID, new work, new car. Solving problems, holding kilos of coke
Got married, started extorting banks, while living in a mansion in Lodz
Had a firstborn son, his mother died, he would go get sun tans in Cuba for half the year
Rum, cocaine, he became tired of fucking mulatto chicks
He caught a plane back to Warsaw, Chopin airport, cops arrested him, take him in for real
Before he could feed the pigeons the crooked cops started asking him where the money is
They remembered the previous passport, took out old files, realized this passenger is dangerous,
Took him to a house on the edge of town, shut him in the basement like in a casket,
They demanded the criminal money stash, the whores, they killed all of his friends
He stopped negotiating with them, and at one point their main guy walked in with some other faggot,
They took out their govt issued handguns, took off their coats, “didn’t change your mind?” they said
“no”, he said “dudes”.
He remembered the evening by the river, kebabs, how anna sucked his dick,
Remembered his friends with beer, damn, they knew how to have a good time
Two Makarov pistols were looking in his direction, like his mothers eyes while she was being buried
Fuck, how nice it was in Havana, sunsets, shorts, palm trees,
He saw how the safety was taken off,
He remembered his son, the boxing gloves, the guardian angel,
The first bullet went into the hand, it was painful
The second shot went through the cheeks, cross eyed faggot,
He spit out three teeth onto the concrete, then got shot in the leg and the stomach,
Then they started talking about their own business, they forgot all about wariat
Blood filled his mouth, and that’s it, it was over.
