i tell myself stop! its now a Hicup habbit, cause that voice is telling me im a maggot turning into a rabbit that cant stop eating carrots, in inverted brackets. They are pretty harsh tactics, fake just like cheap plastics, i guess ill have too prove that im no spastic at doing hip hop gymnastics. I'll be patient and practice til the day i burn you like a box of matchsticks. Turn the other way as i dry my eyes i didnt even realise i was skipping meal times, miming the same three punch lines, tried too put that shit behind me but i always seem too commit the same crimes, im a slave ill be happy when the sun shines. Thats just rumour you herd it on the grapevine dont you remember the ol me i was born free i had a home amongst the gum trees brought up the right way i always say please, im not sure how too shake of these itchy fleas ya now im on both my knees thats my choice for taking early guilty pleas. now im in a cell it smells like dirty dick cheese. i was always on the backfoot paranoid thinkin im goin too get ambushed it was the feeling of fear it launched my brain into another atmosphere ill never forget those years it was suicide or get on the gear im not proud of what i done im trying too turn my life around, but its hard when you have few mental issues ya dont know hoow youll wake up n feel, im not a monster cause i got schizophrenia, its got no cure like bulimia or lukemia.