[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Yeah, razor blades and steak knives
I've been tweaking off of this meth, been up for eight nights

My producer is Asian so he ate rice
And practice Kung Fu and meditate in the daylight
You a (*##$, you probably picket for gay rights

I crack your $#&@ing jaw with a spinning kick in a cage fight
So negative, give a $#&@ what Ye like
Y'all a bunch of wussies, a bushy puss of a crazed !@()

I'm nervous; drink is stopping the stage fright
The burn in my dick when I piss feels like a snakebite
My wife says she sick of my behavior

You !@$)gots stop comparing me to Tyler, The Creator
I've been on this %#@! before you was allowed in the theater
For an R-rated movie and your dad was wearing gators

And your mom was just a !@^% before your sister wore makeup
You was just a little (*##$ before you morphed into a hater
"Jarren you're so provocative,"

"Do you have anything to say that's sort of positive?"
Yup: suck a dick, suck a dick, suck a dick
And by the way -- suck a dick

You don't like it and eat %#@! then slit your wrists
And jump off a roof and land in a pool of syphilis
Uh, it's like my heart stopped carin'

Ever since I signed with Hopsin everybody hates Jarren, (*##$!

[Hook: Hemi]

You probably think I'm crazy
And that may be a little bit true
So you can think I'm crazy,

But maybe I'm just different than you
La, la, la, la, la, la, la (crazy) [3x]
La la, la la, la.


[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
Yeah, needles, dope and opiates

Who gives a $#&@ if I talk about drugs? Get over it
Male chauvinist, hit a girl with a bowl of grits
And shove her $#&@ing face in a bowl of %#@!; so inappropriate

I'm the creepy custodian
I stick a mop in your $$# without no petroleum -- jelly
And it's right back to sweeping linoleum

Napoleon, I vote for Pedro at the podium
I sip vodka, rip propellers off of helicopters
Heavy hand'll slap your girlfriend's tits off her

I'm awkward as quadriplegic kickboxers
I'll kill you and drop your body in Nicaragua
I'll punch a hole in the asphalt

Go eat a $#&@ing dick like a !@$)got on bath salt
You mad soft, if I'm a prick then it's my dad's fault
I throw a dead cat on your porch and dash off

I'm weird, I'll murder your rap career
And Super Glue my pubes to my face to make a beard
Give me a couple beers and a power tool from Sears

I'll give your $$# a nice shape-up without shears
Now if you think you're $#&@ing with me then go think again
I'm ill enough to break in your house and murder your pen

One sick !@$(, mushrooms and acid
Kill 'em then I go and help they momma pick the casket


[Hook]

[Interlude: Jarren Benton]

Now I ain't come here to hurt nobody
Why hate (*##$? Show your boy love (yeah),
Now where the hoes with the low self-esteem?

Point 'em out cause they easy to $#&@
Now if they hating, $#&@ 'em, guns, brrr-uck 'em,
Drugs, love 'em, girls, $#&@ 'em,

D-boys, D-boys, all my ^!$$%s
Going $#&@ing full tart off of Schlitz Malt Liquor!


[Hook]

[Outro: Hemi]

La, la, la, la, la, la, la (crazy) [3x]
La la, la la, la