I see you
I see you at me at me, so I ask
Am I a Am I a Yeah I'm a I I'm a psycho
crazy, I like you, but you're crazy, my paid me So I used that dough to ladies to whom bathe me know that my minds for sure shady Pure Hades, rev x steady they couldn't to save me Why did I let this stripper burn me on the arm her cigarette In the same spot ten in a row I felt that burn upon the clitoris? I'ma get her wet, sorry to get away, I stupid 'cause I ain't did her yet Maybe she let a fine nigga stare at her breasts, I get vexed but I bit her neck Open, I try to contain it but that damn dame soakin' ego say why you let them gang bang folk in Strange hopin' I can maintain copin' But ain't talkin' when the insane mane spoken I fire on my skin, blood on my draws up on her walls, I'm suffering, I'm stuck in her claws Stuffed in her jaws, huffin' and puffin' my god, Afterwards I really hots scolding water on my balls
Am I a Am I a Yeah I'm a I guess I'm a
Mom? Dad? I'm no longer the boy used to seeing I've changed a lot, plus I've to hate every human being My mood swings have now turned my dreams into scenes Now I'm doing I don't normally do When seem to be the only pleasures I can gain Heck, if I was I would of put down the mic and say Fuck it I'll never rise to But with the wicked I contain, I probably jump without your name No lovey-dovey let's the flame If you're lucky you survive the Sorry ain't very marry to say, Why is this game so scary to Well let me think, 'cause day My balls are getting too to shave a minute, I'm the game if I go to hell, heavens to blame I mean to come off crazy But you mothafuckas seem to think that I'm hella (hey) When I was seven old, I fell on my head and I my brain (hey) If you I'm lying then Ask my mama nigga she'll can you the same I be ashamed? No, I'm living my life so fabulous Before you get bent outta a shape my let me ask you this
Am I a Am I a I'm a psycho I I'm a psycho
I you with this mic And rap this I'm rappin' to you Matter fact I'm through you, Never say my motherfucking Unless you absolutely have to I am not no jacket With no shoes And you are not no fashion Can't see you niggas, wish I was rappin' to you Matter of act like I'm rappin' to you If that you passion To use this as an Then just up out of conclusion That I'm you dudes Is just like old voodoo Y'all ain't the shit, No y'all ain't even the I got flavor on the tissue paper under my toobos So I'm you foolish wooden paddles you stupid Baby sitting little bastards like afternoon children You can call me But it's more schizophrenic And I can speak can anyone me just where my medicine is I gotta show these minors just what my avenue is Man I swear I'm all up out of my like graduate students I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt feelings I see tears, come here, me your face, let me clear it But I wonder how it look If I peel it back with a skillet Then I'ma fill it when I hit it, Then I'ma spill it back when you it Damn it boy, what in the hell, in the heaven, what in the earth Where is your mom? are you cursed? are you from? Where was your Where were you first? Why you in church? Why is there dirt, all on shirt? Man I that you're going berserk
Am I a Am I a Yeah I'm a I I'm a psycho
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