Crippler king

Well a young Tom Gerald
Was found at the scene
With a gun in his hand
One bullet still clean
When the cops arrived
All the bodies stood frozen
Young Tom Gerald and
Three of Tom's corpses
Born in the setting sun
Raised in the Texas heat
I'm the second born son
Of the Crippler King
When the fuzz arrived
They surrounded our hero
Tom hit the lights
And jumped out the window
Tom carved a note
In the chest of "Exhibit A."
He said, "This one's the first
But many shall pay."
He was born in the setting sun
Raised in the Texas heat
He was the second born son
Of the Crippler King
"What's to connect?"
One detective did say
He said, "These guys are different...
At least it seems that way!"
But the press pushed the puzzle
"Who is this Crippler King?"
Folks got connection
People that needed protection
He was born in the setting sun
Raised in the Texas heat
He was the second born son
Of the Crippler King
A plot was devised
To dethrone this crippler king
But the cops were too late
Tom Gerald was in the ring
Tom held a gun
Stiff against King's head
And said, "The time has come for you
To settle your debts
I was just a kid
When you made me your victim
And I got nothing left
But hate for your system
You were a judge, but you knew no justice. You bought the law
But you couldn't buy God!"
I was born in the setting sun
I was raised in the Texas heat
I'm the second born son
Of the crippler king