I'm stuck, whats one plus one?
I can't get past Mr. Tangent and cosine
I need another radical change
I'm loosing blood count on mathematical pain
I'm sorry but I'm native to the jungle
Of the amazon tribes who taught me to hustle
Don't ask cause I don't understand
I'd rather have a pickle than a problem in my hand
I'm used to these splitting headaches
With a stone face look, blank stare in my face
You lost me an hour ago Now I'm lost in my nothing zone
Like back in the day when Id study with Beavis
That's cool miss 2, but Id rather just leave this
I'll mind my own business and Leave my imagination over there
I was taught by fozzie and gonzo
Corrupted by bart I abandoned old hopes
I dreamed of a life full of s** and gore I got my second wind!
Burn down the churches then blow up a mosque
Put a phat car-bomb in city hall
Did I mention I wanna k** myself, or
Shoot up the school and play Marshall law
There's too much goddamn build up in my head
I try to cut a synapse to relieve some stress, its such a mess
I'm a mess, my whole life is one big mess
I never try to give up
But I think this is the end