(Verse 1) Camera thief. Still frame Blood boils inside the milk drain Can't complain with how my life's turned out I was mixed up, wild, so damn vile Pile up the chipped prescripts Recite my lines as I fix my limp Take my time, you know God loves the wimp Who wears his scars like the rings of pimps Now tell me I'm a caked up bo*er What the hell I would give just to Razor Ramona Prep that couch, I'm your favorite loner Next I'm out for the laziest owner But where does the story begin I was born in depression of American whims Took my name from American Dim-witted freaks Because they're just like me (Verse 2) White trash, I-Em-Tidus You say I'm like him cause I'm a victim to my vices Telling you a story through the tears of Isis Running down her cheek originating at the iris ..Damn, what a visual Too simple, one nation, individual Physical, mental, emotional, residual God's decision to present us both, now.. I'm still too young Maybe in the future the loser will be the one Maybe then the music will move you to speak in tongue Maybe then the vision will lead you to tap the drum, hum... I'm out of breath on these stair steps "Take a break with this lady, she's fair breath She's only here while you're taking a rest You can't take her on the road," (I'm like) "who said?" (Verse 3) Faucet drip. Like a rumor Growing in my insides, it's a tumor Malignant itself, it puts me in hell And gives a brand new meaning to pleasuring all the viewers Funny that they know I'm an actor... But don't get it's act two This facade got them hooked, sink, line, it took And it's a concept right out of a freshman textbook Heh, and it makes me laugh I took a ride down the road and the wheels were fast I took a break just to talk about relationships And then, made a reference to the past, well Maybe I'll just millennium dodo Catch me in the act, take you a photo And with that still frame, turn a new leaf And give a f** you, cause you're a camera thief