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