I'm a non-educated man staying faded when I can
Playing hooky slaying rookies staying crazy where I am
Though it may not seem that way checking back on my track won't blow you away
I lack certain things read up on my page
My laziness is crazy shit every day
They didn't know what to say or what to play to see me behave
Honestly their hate of my state caused me to lash out -

Get my parents to cash out

Making me a bad child
With no remedy for calamity
Needy, yelling feed me at 18
With no where to breathe easily
I guess it can be seen dropped on my head at age 3
No need to ask me, I'm dead when I read the answer key
Fans can see me dancing and prancing through life's mystery
Fighting history too easily
Letting kids become me and some be telling me to
STOP - which is probably for the best
I'm not grounded as solidly as any of the rest
They say it's all a test but I won't pass it
So I'll sit and zest while the green outlasts it
Heave it from my chest like a lyrical exorcist
Check my spirit crest and engage the SIKATRIKS
I'm sick-of-tricks, and this is your last kiss
From the spirit of death, know your excuse yet? Who said to write cheques if you're too dead to cash shit?