Special Jim Songtext
von Retch

VIP at the special Olympics
I had the shrimp dish
Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches
You can do it champ, this what we trained for
Hold up, let me get it again
VIP at the special Olympics
I had the shrimp dish
Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches
You can do it champ, this what we trained for
But he placed fourth
The saddest day in August
He paraplegic, wheelchair bound
As he approached, I watched the tears come down
Such a somber sight
Embraced him tight and whispered words of encouragement
Know it′s his favorite, I offered to buy him ice cream
He likes sprinkles, rainbow joints with the double scoop
I drawed a hoodie on the bubble goose
His uncle custie, aunt suckin' cock
It′s just a family fact


The parking spot reserved for handicap
He in a different world
He never partied, never kissed a girl
Since he was 9, he sport the British curls
His moms is struggling
Worked two jobs and she making nothing
Just enough to keep her puffing
So disgusting
Every chance she get, she sucking on that glass dick
Her son a bastard
His father died in a truck, he was drunk and crashed it
The V was bent around a tree like it was plastic
He was 6 at the time, he couldn't comprehend
Strange men at his house his moms would just call a friend
He always there, slept in the same bed as his mother
One day he even caught em wrestling under the covers
Fuck, oh my God
At least that's what he thought they was doing, but they was screwing
His favorite athlete Patrick Ewing
He had the jersey, gift from his dad
Before he died in a fiery death
He never wear it cause it make him depressed, damn
The outcast of his class, the butt of every joke
He hardly ever spoke
He rocked a hearing aid, it′s hard for him to take the notes
Parent teacher conference, never showed up, did his folks
But what hurts the most
He made dean′s list when they gave out report cards
His moms was sucking off the owner of the sports car
She couldn't even acknowledge his academic success
So she saw it, left it right on the steps
High off rock, stumbled in the crib a couple hours later
Greeted by a piece of paper
Fell to her knees, as the tears ran down to her chin
Swallowed a couple pills and gulps of the gin
Roxycotin, the blue con in an effort to make the pain stop
Her heart gave out, then her brain stopped
In the kitchen lying lifeless
Lord, why she had to go and end it like this?
She got me
VIP at the special Olympics
Eating a shrimp dish
Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches
You can do it champ, this what we trained for
But he placed fourth
The saddest day in August

Fuck