I'm a little nutty & I know it;
But if you go back & take a look at my history;
You will see that I'm not the only one who's off his rocker;

There were many before me;
I was always labeled the black sheep of the family;
What a bad seed I grow to be;

But if you take a look at us now;
You'll see the apple didn't fall too far from the tree;


You done witnessed unexplainable s***;
Too insane to explain;
People run from what the just don't get;

Maybe Shady should've just hit them with a little bit;
Did I spit too soon should I've spoon fed them it;
But I was just so eager to prove I was even worth;

Being in the same league or the room with;
Of the people of whom I was in;
Every now & then I look up like I was seeking approval;

Was it because of the pigment of my skin;
Or was it a figment of my imagination;
Maybe it bothered me more than it did them;

Maybe it wasn't a big deal back then;
But to me it was, see what it was;
I had developed the complex from being judged;

Proof spit his verse, now I'm next, let's see who;
I'm in the booth staring back to see who's mugs;
I get a reaction from, usually the first thumb was from Proof

And the rest of the group backed him up;
And no one lied to each other cause none of us had deals;
It was real, we just wanted tickets for that meal;


Sometimes I feel like it's just me;
Sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy;

But take a look at my family;
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree;
Sometimes I feel like it's just me;

Sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy;
But take a look at my family;
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree;


Ever since my mother was pregnant;
With her second egg cause she said;

That I had a baby sister who fell out of the window;
I was too young to remember;
Kansas City projects;

I was like 5, 6, & how come;
I remember Malcolm, Isaac, & Boogie;
If it was the projects in Missouri;

Cause those are my best friends until Isaac;
Took my tricycle & my uncle Todd went to try to go get it back;
And ended up getting jumped & cut in the gut with a switch & 70 some stitches;

Which is still, to this day;
Why my mother still tries to show me some old fake picture;
Of a fictitious little sister who never existed;

And this is why part of my life's so twisted;
But I can never be as sick as that b**** is;
And, by the way, that picture's one of my relatives;


Sometimes I feel like it's just me;
Sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy;

But take a look at my family;
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree;
Sometimes I feel like it's just me;

Sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy;
But take a look at my family;
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree;


You probably have to peel back layers upon layers of pain;
To see why everything I say is so insane;

What's different about my brain;
That separates me from other players in this game;
On the surface, it may seem like a scheme;

Or some sort of scam for me to get some damn sympathy;
But that's the last thing I need is for people;
To walk around feeling sorry for me;

And I'm not a G, never claimed to be;
I gave my vest to Cashis, just hope he;
Don't need it more than me;
But we'll see, cause we ain't looking for beef;
But if it comes our way, what do we, turn the other cheek;


Sometimes I feel like it's just me;
Sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy;
But take a look at my family;
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree;

Sometimes I feel like it's just me;
Sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy;
But take a look at my family;
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree