So Brad, tell me what's going on in your world?
[verse one:]
Its f**ed up, I'm looking at myself in the mirror
I'm seein' something scary, its slowly coming clearer
I had a funny feeling that today will be the day
that someone tries to blow my motherf**ing a** away, but hey
I'm running out of time to be blunt
I never had the nuts to make the motherf**ing final cut
I've been depressed for no f**ing reason
but every problem's got a reason; I'm kinda havin' trouble breathin'
somebody help me, hear my plead, my battle cry
my psychic told my that its gonna be hard for Brad to die
she told a lie, I think I oughtta shank the b**h
I got my pistol, thinking if I should shoot the sh**
click, bang, I jammed it, I slammed it
aw sh**, goddammit
I'm havin' a f**ed day to begin with
I lost a b**h, a bird, and then this
my homies tend to think I get too high
I'm doing fine, now pa** me the formaldahyde
the only thing that seems to help me cope
is when i'm drunker than a motherf**er puffin' on the chronic smoke
and then I'm able to deal with the woes
the friends, the foes, the b**hes, the hoes
I gotta gang of n******gs, but none of them I'd f**
I gotta gang of b**hes, but none of them I'd trust
trust a b**h, nope, uh-uh, never
I'm havin' too much trouble tryin' to keep my damn self together
they got me by the balls
so please, help me break these motherf**ing...
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these motherf**ing walls
[verse two:]
I scream, there's no one there to hear me cry
I guess its hard to scream to motherf**ers when you scream inside
I see my future and its coming in in plain view
I blame myself, but mommy dear I blame you
cause the world was f**ed from the first
and havin' me only made the matters worse
now look at what they did to me
that's some f**ed up sh** for a kid to see
motherf**in' dealin' after dealin', k**in' after k**in'
I'm tryin' to check a million
the world's going straight to f**in satan
a f**ing shank's about to blow my f**in' brain
[verse three:]
sh**, damn I'm dead
I'm finally through hearing all these voices in my head
somebody finally got me
I'm looking at my self outside of my f**ing body
so now I'm standing face to face
Mr. Scarface, versus Mr. Scarface
we were two different people from the start
one n***a's too smart the other too f**ing hard
we both refused to be outsmarted
dearly departed, the battle's already started
f** it, its on, I duck, I weave, connect, oh sh**, I'm struck
caugt me with the peircing lead
and realized to myself I shot my own f**ing self
damn, suicide is quicker
I try to break the wall the wall keeps getting thicker
I really start to miss my mother
I try to climb the wall, its higher than a motherf**er
I wondering what that sound is
I'm having major trouble trying to walk around it
there ain't no getting up I'm trapped
I really should've dropped my motherf**ing strap
cause when I think about it now
I shouldn't have tried to climb the motherf**er
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I should've broke the motherf**er down