Skitzo

Yea, Im throwing Ds on the Cadillac

Riding through Decatur, nigga, bumping verb zacarat

You a fucking lier faggot never slung a crumb of crack

Bash your fucking window and I drag out you pontiac

Tell your mom the zombies back

Fucking hypochondriac

Gag a bitch and shove her in the dryer at the laundry-mat

Cokehead insomniac, sipping on some Cognac

Dude this fucking album sucks, I want my fucking money back

Disadvantage, Im schizophrenic, these bitches panic

Dickin' Janice, Im popping Xanax and speaking Spanish

Na la cum la la cum pla, I aint say a word

A fucking nerd, Im riding dirty with the Mossberg

I am awkward, Im sipping cough syrup

Im high as a martian in a flying saucer

What up to 808 Blake and Mike Whalberg

I punch through the sheet rock and make the wall hurt

Teen wolf, I claw a dress and panties off her

Just got a new Lebaron and the seats is all fur

My brain's fried, hearts gone and my balls hurt

I grab the nine to forty-five and let em all squirt

Mr. Benton, bitches say they sick of him

Im up at Micky Ds, I get an English McMuffin

You hang around all pigs like you McLovin

I shove a freakin prick inside a fucking brick oven

You niggas fake like mall cop, Paul Blart

I run you over with the shopping cart in Wal-Mart

Hop out the Subaru, huffing a tube of glue

Your girl ring around my dick just like a hula hoop

Manuever through the city in a bullet proof suit

Im strong enough to rip a fucking roof up off a coupe

You wanna play Tupac

I throw you off the roof and run down and catch you

Tell these niggas jarren that got the juice

Somebody call the doctor, Dr. Suess or Dr. Roof

Im so out of my fucking rocker any fucking doc will do

I let the choppers loose and then I smoke a rock or two

And spend a hundred grand on a one-legged prostitute

Yea Im going hard nigga, honey baked

Big said more money, more niggas hate

I blow a couple recs, just took an eighth of coke

Now let me show you what it means to be skitzo

Doctor call Brad Murray, Bitch Im known to kill mics

I meet you in your nightmares, and bash you with a steel pipe

Somebody must have laced this heroin cause I dont feel right

Just bought my wife a set of Martha Stewart stainless steel knives

Hey, Im fucking talking to you dickhead!

Jarren, he's dead he cannot hear you, idiot

Roaming every city strips and grabbing every pretty tits

Y'all niggas playing hookie, Mister Benton's really sick

Leave it to Beaver, Im leaving with Beiber

With this meat cleaver to his neck

And Im making him eat ether

Kick a bitch in the face cause shes a dick teaser

Did a song with Satan and thats a sick feature

Im not a human being, Im a sick creature

Run in every church to murder every sick preacher

Stomping a nigga to a seizure, smoking every spliff of reefer

A bully throwing geeks off the top bleacher

Fucking skitzo, eat the barrel of pistols

I can shit a hand grenade and piss out a missile

Lets play Operation, I want to see blood drizzle

Lets make it real official, this saw will cut through a gristle

Im so extraordinary sleep inside the mortuary

Wake inside the cemetery, dig up every corpse thats buried

This is so unnecessary, voices in my head, thats scary

Sick of being crazy, God I want to be ordinary!

Yea Im going hard nigga, honey baked

Big said more money, more niggas hate

I blow a couple recs, just took an eighth of coke

Now let me show you what it means to be a skitzo

Yo Jarren, Jarren wake up dog

Come on, yo wake the fuck up man, come on

Come on, Yo Kato, Kato call 911

Man I think this fucker overdosed

Get up man, come on, come on!

Yo Jarren, Jarren yo stop stop stop chill!

Yo, youre just slappin, youre talking to yourself right now, man

Im trying to study for this midterm, fuckin schitzo