So Brad, tell me what's going on in your world? [Verse One] It's f**ed up, I'm looking at myself in the mirror I'm seeing something scary; it's blurry, make it clearer I got a funny feeling that today will be the day That someone tries to blow my motherf**ing a** away, hey I did some wrong In My Time of Dying but I never felt the nerve to make the motherf**ing final cut I've been depressed for no f**ing reason But every problem's got a reason; I'm kinda having trouble breathing Somebody help me, hear my plead, my battle cry My psychic told me, it's gonna be hard for Brad to die She told a lie; I think I oughta shoot the b**h I got my pistol, thinking if I should shoot the sh** Click, bang, I jammed it, I slammed it; Aw sh**, goddammit! I'm having a f**ed day to begin with I lost a b**h, a bird, and then this My homies tend to think I get too high I'm doing fine, now pa** me the formaldehyde The only thing that seems to help me cope Is when I'm drunker than a motherf**er puffin' on the chronic smoke And then I'm able to deal with the woes The friends, the foes, the b**hes, the hoes I gotta gang of n***as, and none of them I'd f** I gotta gang of b**hes, and none of them I'd trust Trust a b**h, nope, uh-uh, never I'm having enough trouble trying to keep my damn self together They got me by the balls So please, help me break these motherf**ing... {*pause*} .. these motherf**ing walls [Verse Two] I scream. There's no one there that seen me cry I guess its hard to scream to motherf**ers when you scream inside I'm staring at my future, it's in plain view
I blame myself, but, Mommy dear, I blame you Cause now I'm finally looking at the picture My daddy shoulda quit ya, right before he hit ya. Or swung it to the left instead And left a big-a** stain in the f**ing bed. Because the world was f**ed from the first And having me only made the matters worse Now look at what they did to me That's some f**ed up sh** for a kid to see Motherf**in villain after villain, k**in after k**in I'm tryin' to check a million The world's going straight to f**in satan A f**ing shame ... about to blow my f**ing brains [Verse Three] sh**, damn I'm dead I'm finally through hearing all these voices in my head Somebody finally got me I'm looking at my self outside of my f**ing body So now I'm standing face to face Mr. Scarface, versus Mr. Scarface We were two different people from the start One n***a's too smart the other too f**ing hard And both refused to be outsmarted Dearly departed, the battle's already started f** it, it's on, I swung, I duck, I weave, connect, I'm struck Caught me with the piercing lead And realized to myself, I shot my own f**ing self! Damn, suicide is quicker I try to break the wall the wall keeps getting thicker I really start to miss my mother I'm trying to to climb the wall, its higher than a motherf**er And hollow's what the sound is I'm having major problems trying to walk around it And ain't no getting out; I'm trapped I really should've dropped my motherf**ing strap Cause when I think about it now I didn't have to climb the motherf**er {*pause*} ... I shoulda broke the motherf**er down