Listen im bipolar i could stand you for five minutes then ill get colder people tell me my attitude be gettin bolder Like i always have a chip on ky right shoulder people keep tellin me i need to change i get out the way the minute they get into range My conversations be gettin shorter i always pull up a little harder my eyes look like they wanna slaughter once i may have fought your daughter Sometimes im pretty nice you get hurt, and ill go get ice This is the time when im mostly alright The time when i dont wanna fight other times im nonchalant i perserve it like its a talent its basically helps me keep my balance in situations that can leave you cryin