Phyco I'm a god damn phycopath Good in rap bad in math Killin hip hop like I'm used to that Too much stress too much pain A burried brain a hungry Crane Like a serial death .. under a hat I'm cleaning it up like a hip hop bat Green hair .... Killer rat Get used to that I'm a phycopath You can smell the death In my phyco breath You can feel the pain In my vain Let me drown Wid my crown In your town I feel like a pawn So .Let me die .. Set me free I say bye wid a lie I'm a phyco .. not your home made pie