I had a lot of reasons Battled lots of demons That you don’t believe in As was sleeping on the cement At night 3am I don’t know if I was dreaming Or I was high then again I was always kinda drinking But this guy with a grin I sat up and started screaming With all that I am (yeah)I must’ve been dreaming Schizophrenic Why my whip so tinted Cus she deep throat in it Like she Nemo witted All I wanna do is get my pickle wetter The way that woman blew I had to check the weather