Chorus


I’m really a psycho,
I’ve lived in a psych-ward,
they diagnosed me with
bi-po, I guess I’m really a
Psycho


Verse 1


I like you but you’re crazy, like
roids raging, the girls hate me,
so i stopped bathing, I’m so lazy,
just like the eye of Mcgrady tracy,
Diagnosed bipolar at 18, now why
did i let that xanax fall onto the
floor in mexico, 500 pills in that
one bar everybody had saw my
dope, my bag had broke, I picked
it up all nonchalant then crossed
the border, 4 times a month from
Nogales to Arizona, It’s me myself
and Irene in me cain’t focus, my
brains broken, I am Insane dave’s
nothin, my ADD ain’t fake I ain’t
bluffen’, the time it takes you
my brain it takes double, i like
fire in the swish hellu blunts or
a bong lighter is bic, bumpin cuts
everyday I’m on one, I am really
a psycho cited by 3 different doc’s,
skinhead park where i would riot
starten fights just for fun


Chorus


I’m really a psycho,
I’ve lived in a psych-ward,
they diagnosed me with
bi-po, I guess I’m really a
Psycho


Verse 2


How awkward do you gotta make
this, we haven’t talked for days
and my heart is achen’, my life
sucks you gone watch me take it,
suicidal with a box of razors, stock
you and wait till you on your way to
work I’m in the closet waiten, you in
the office while I watch, phone rings
It’s a call from jason, not that new
nigga that you talk to lately, phone
disconnects it gets dark and you start
escapen’, grab you by the neck you
scream, Somebody save me, fuck that,
when you left I went dark and shady,
you gettin’ tossed and raped and
dragged across the pavement, demonic
brain in the shadows calmin’ talks with
satin, I kill you and tell our daughter
you got lost in asia, any last words bitch,
no I’m sorry k, hush bitch get in the trunk
bitch I got a coffin waitin’, before you
left I was not as crazy, now I’m Plotten,
Kamakazi at your mom’s wit islamic baby’s


Chorus


I’m really a psycho,
I’ve lived in a psych-ward,
they diagnosed me with
bi-po, I guess I’m really a
Psycho



Verse 3


I’m truly a Lunatic I don’t know
how i do this shit, if you peep
me from a distance you would
swear that this was movie shit,
But i put it and moved to this,
watch the little groupie switch,
over to mine but I don’t want
it I’m fine, I’m just twisten up
prime while I’m rippen’ these
rhymes, there ain’t no fiction
in mine, I’m just a different
rekind, so when i hit em’ up
I’m given her a little piece of
my mind, so if you think I’m
sick and twisted baby maybe
you right, I spend to much time
in my room starren’ up and
outside, I think I’m Loosen’ it,
I don’t know if I’m still alive, I
think i died, cause i tried suicide,
but everytime i shoot myself I
walk away like I am just fine,
Im truly schizo, walk around
town wit my fist closed, you
bitch bro, I can smell the pussy
In his flow, I been dope I ain’t
scared of none of them insults,
I flip those turn em’ into
compliments I’m dominant,
Am i a psycho, ya I’m a psycho,
I guess I’m a psycho, am I a
psycho, ya I’m a psycho, I
guess I’m a psycho


Chorus


I’m really a psycho,
I’ve lived in a psych-ward,
they diagnosed me with
bi-po, I guess I’m really a
Psycho