To Catch a Predator

I'm on the internet, posing as a little girl

I'm trying to lure evil into my world

I tell 'em that I'm curious, and I'm only twelve

Mom and dad are gone for the day, I'm by myself

Buckets that I throw up are next to my computer

Hoping that they show up, cuz what I'm about to do to 'em

Would make the Devil sick, I sharpen my blade

Fronting to this perv like I'm only in the seventh grade

The doorbell rings, I gotta get him inside

In my best little girl's voice, I'm like,