Theres an infestation in my minds imagination,
I hope they choke on smoke cause Im smoking them out the basement,
This is not rap, this is not hip hop,
Just another attempt to make the voices stop,
Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something,
Cause I wasn't the only one who wasn't rushing to say nothing,
This doesn't mean I lost my dream,
Its just right now Ive got a really crazy mind to clean.
Gangsters dont cry,
Therefore, therefore Im,
Mr. Misty-eyed, therefore Im.
Can you save, can you save my,
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me,
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Nah, I didn't understand a thing you said,
If I didn't know better Id guess youre all already dead,
Mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch,
Saying stuff like, you only live once.
Youve got one time to figure it out,
One time to twist and one time to shout,
One time to think and I say we start now,
Sing it with me if you know what Im talking about.
