(Verse 1: LuzID) Poke a needle or pencil Into my blood vessels But be gentle and helpful cause my skin is special Don't need parental permission For me to get settled So stick it like my birth and make it look accidental I'm vital I'm essential I'm the final of several I'm psycho, I'm mental, I'm the cycle of menstrual I ride my bike till I can't push on the pedal I do make sense, you're just not quite on my level Following people's patterns, and wallowing peaceful after Is almost as absurd as the swallowing of fecal matter But that doesn't stop the evil factors From growing faster And condemn legal ba*tards cause they meet our standards The way it works I could be the perfect student Deserving the fewest and continue disturbing the music But it would only be useless Cause then would I be ruined I created this image and I'm not about to lose it (Chorus: LuzID) Spit it a little bit now I Wanted to be a rapper But nothing adds up in context Guess you could call it nonsense Hit it a bit with loud sounds Tell me that I wow the crowd now But nothing adds up in context Guess you could call it nonsense (Verse 2: LuzID) Sally sold seashells by the seashore But nobody ever told her about becoming a who*e that that would make her more Than she can barely afford And she thought with a business like that she'd get a store What a twisted world we have created for our sons and daughters Where it's no longer as easy as dippin a cup in water Where you actually have to get up and find something to offer Otherwise you'll starve and your figure will get smaller It's a sight to see for a fight to believe in Temperature decreasing dead on the floor Stop with the breathing Where did the money go for the clothes that I was suppose to be recieving I think my account might have been deleted "Oh Well" I still have my e-mail and friends and statuses But what will be my next status then Or should I just leave it all And not click send But that would satisfy them Yo, that's not what I intend (Chorus)