Well god damn it, i admit, that it, was a little over the top, but no need to drop, the crop, that i pop, from my mind, i know it wasnt kind, but it wasnt ment to be, cant you see, thats who is me, kinda mean, really ubseen, and lean,ing, against, the fence, of sanity, cant you see, im not normal, im not boring yo, and i wont go, without a fight, i float like a kite, and alright, i get the picture up here, every thing is clear, and from where, im standing, i oughta be handling, big ass bombs, like little Saddam’s, and whats really wrong? hitting the bong? or hittin your mom? because that’s what would happen, if my pot wasnt, and now crapping, that shit that you spit, doesnt, send fear, over der, or over here, or even any where, who you think you are? you dont own a fucking car! look at a star, like me, and you have the audacity, to be insulting, of a man halting, his life, to be polite, and now im rife, for a fight, lets start this, oh wait, somethings amiss, they all hate, on dis, so check, the wreck, that’ll, cradle, your body, like a fertatie, or fertata, no not that bra, im just a calm, nuclear bomb, hitting a bong, ending a song, wait im wrong, i can keep going on, but i need, something indeed, to change the situation, with the nation, with a SWJ on its flag, and yeah your a fag, because your tryin, to make me be diein, now im layin, and lieing, about diein, yes i am, totally alive man, bam, your dead, where is your head, oh shit, look it, never mind, you cant, im not kind, but i shant, do something, now hit the button, and send us in fast forward, im just looking for the right word, to explain, whats happening in my brain, i have pain, and you dont see, whats happening to me, you cant be, this ignorent, but your hell bent, on trying, now im really diein.