Schizophrenia

Pop a few xans
Catch me if you can
Murder my whole clan
Make you shit like Raisin Bran
I'm tired of hearing voices
I'm tired of making choices
Drugs in me like poison
Nothing like them homeboys in
Got my crew like what
Got my crew like suh
Smoke a few blunts, they ain't pop off like duds
Shit is making me crazy
I'm losing my fucking mind
Sometimes shit don't phase me
But I'm still staying on my grind

Where all the blow at?
Where all my hoes at?
Where all the pros at?
Where all the ghosts at?
We be like players, nah
We be like chasers, nah
We be like saviors, nah
We be like razors, yah
I feel so fucked up
It's running through my blood
Like Katrina flood
Like I'm laying in the mud
We be like Christ, nah
We be like spice, nah
We be like ice, nah
We be like dies, yah