[Verse 1:]
Yea, I'm throwin D's on the Cadillac
Riding through Decatur n***a, bumping Burt Bacharach
You a f**in' liar f*ggot, never slung a crumb of crack
Bash your f**in window in
I drag you out your pontiac
Tell your mom the zombie's back
f**ing hypochondriac
Gag a b**h and shove her in the dryer at the laundry mat
Cokehead insomniac, sipping on some Cognac
Dude this f**in album s**s I want my f**in money back
Disadvantage, I'm schizophrenic, these b**hes panic
Dickin Janice, I'm poppin Xanax and speaking Spanish
Na la cum la la cum pla, I ain't say a word
A f**in' nerd, I'm riding dirty with the Mossberg
I am awkward, I'm sippin cough syrup
I'm 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
Team wolf, I claw a dress and panties off her
Just got a new Lebaron and the seats is all fur
My brains fried, heart's gone and my balls hurt
I grab the nine to forty-five and let 'em all squirt
Mr. Benton, b**hes said they sick of him
I'm up at Micky Ds, I get an English McMuffin
You hang around all pigs like you McLovin
I shove a freakin prick inside a f**in brick oven
You n***as 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
Maneuver through the city in a bullet proof suit
I'm strong enough to rip a f**ing roof up off a coup
You wanna play 2Pac
I throw you off the roof and run down and catch you
Tell these n***as "Jarren got the juice"
Somebody call the doctor, Dr. Suess or Dr. Roof
I'm so out of my f**ing rocker any f**ing doc'll do
I let the choppers loose and then I smoke a rock or two
And spend a hundred grand on a one-legged prostitute
[Hook:]
Yea I'm going hard n***a, honey baked
Big say more money, more n***as hate
I blow a couple recs, just took an eighth of coke
Now let me show you what it means to be schitzo
[Verse 2:]
Doctor Conrad Murray, b**h I'm known to k** mics
And meet you in your nightmares, and bash you with a steal pipe
Somebody must have laced this h**n cause I don't feel right
Just bought my wife a set of Martha Stewart stainless steal knives
Hey, I'm f**in talking to you dickhead!
Jarren, he's dead he cannot hear you, idiot
Roaming every cities strips and grabbing every pretty tits
Ya'll n***as playing hookie, mister big is really sick
Leave it to Beaver I'm leaving with Beiber with this meat cleaver to his neck
And I'm making him eat ether, kick a b**h in the face cause she's a dick teaser
Did a song with Satan and that's a sick feature
I'm not a human being, I'm a sick creature
Run in every church to murder every sick preacher
Stompin n***as to a siezure, smoking every spliff of reefer
A bully throwing geeks off the top bleacher
f**ing schitzo eat the barrel of pistols
I can sh** a hand grenade and piss out a missile
Let's play Operation, I want to see blood drizzle
Let's make it real official, this saw will cut through a gristle
I'm so extraordinary sleep inside the mortuary
Wake inside the cemetary, dig up every corpse that's buried
This is so unnecessary, voices in my head, they're scary
Sick of being crazy, God I want to be ordinary!
[Hook:]
Yea I'm going hard n***a, honey baked
Big said more money, more n***as hate
I blow a couple recs, just took an eighth of coke
Now let me show you what it means to be a schitzo
[Talking: Jarren]
Yo Jarren, Jarren wake up dog
Come on, yo wake the f** up man, come on
Come on, Yo Kato, Kato call 911
Man I think this f**er overdosed
[Kato:]
Yo Jarren, Jarren
Stop, stop, stop! Chill
Yo, you're just slapping...
You're talking to yourself right now man
I'm trynna study for this midterm...
f**ing Skitzo...