[Verse 1:]
I grew up a young choir boy
Christian like Krizz, is like the last you ever think to pick a fight

Kids used to throw rocks at me
When the bus stops at me
How sis would come running out

"Leave my brother alone! ", she would tell em
"I'm a kill em momma, if they send him home again yellin'
I'm a erase at least one of em from this place

I hated they make fun of him cause his face"
Go on and on, traveling on through adolescence
Teach em a lesson, carry a weapon

Cause that's the only way to keep em off of me
They teasin me awfully bad
Wish I could take of my mask and I'm asking my momma,

"Why you think the lord seen it fit to hit me with this? "
He could make a different Krizz, if he wanted to
Here's what I'm gonna do... I'm a tattoo my face and erase this:

This is Vitiligo

[Hook:]

What kind of life is that for a boy who looks like this? (Famous)
Wanting to fit in this world, but it's just a wish
Pointing fingers, people whisper. Silhouette, of a lonely figure

(Where can he go?) Where can he hide? Livin' inside, of his Vitiligo

[Bridge:]

Save this... freak of... nature songbird... make his way from...

[Verse 2:]

From the bottom all the way to the top
Even though he hated the way he painted, momma told me I can't stop
Cause no one cares, if anyone's watching

People stare, at Mr. Watson
But that never stopped him from coppin' the,
Vodkas, and was popular

It's over and %#@!
Colder the older it get
Sorry pop never made it to see his son be the great one

Escape from the place that definitely made him
Look what I did, I made a life, a wife, and a kid
People know me wherever I go:

This is Vitiligo

[Hook:]

What kind of life is that for a boy who looks like this? (Famous)
Wanting to fit in this world, but it's just a wish
Pointing fingers, people whisper. Silhouette, of a lonely figure

(Where can he go?) Where can he hide? Livin' inside, of his Vitiligo

This, is Vitiligo... hold on...


[Tech N9ne:]
"Here comes the drop! Here comes the drop! Oh %#@!! "


[Fades into "What's Sizzlin'"]