My mind is out of control No man could ever help me Why do I go through so much trouble In this wicked world thats empty By the time I see the sky I need to get high Damn sometimes I wonder if I should open my wrists Blow the world a kiss Just go to sleep Would that make me a b**h Would that make me a punk Now that you understand after all this junk Should I put the 380 in my mouth Or should I put the 380 in your mouth I always thought my uzi weighed a ton My uzi is my mind But I only got half a clip left Cause I've been drinking myself to d**h I sing a song of madness Under sweet or bad times Bad rhymes One day this old Oklahoma cracker told me Dave, a little bit of give a sh** goes a long, long, long way Now I'll tell you all ladies and gentlemen I hated this motherf**er But that's like the greatest single piece of advice I've ever gotten in my whole damn life 26 years old Not a pot piss in Not a leg to stand on All I got are my rhymes And the time when I'm spitting into a microphone OK let's call this one incident at 62nd place