[Slaine:]
This song is about goin crazy
Losin your fuckin mind
Stayin out too many days at a time
Yeah
I'm starin down a dark tunnel and I can't see the light
Rats crawlin everywhere, you know how they be at night
I got a gun in my hand, and I gotta squeeze it tight
I'm tryin to get out of here, no one said it's easy right?
My stomach is queasy like, I got a fuckin lump in my throat
More than a decade, I'm searchin and I'm huntin for hope
Soakin in alcohol, smokin usin somethin to cope
But how much water can you bail from your boat, 'fore it sinks?
My hijinks, made my eyes chink, pink from the lye stink
Pockets broke made want to rob things
Fuck this rap shit! My city's full of suicide kings
So from here on, this is now a do or die thing
[Hook x2: Slaine]
I got a baby on the way, mad bills to pay
But I took too many God damn pills today
And I can't get out of this haze, out of my bed
Can't get these sick thoughts outta my head - I'm goin crazy
[B-Real:]
I don't wanna talk shit, but this weed in my pocket
Is makin me crazy, just get me a straight-jacket and lock it
I'm fueled like a rocket, the topic of conversation
Is I'm a little \"Insane in the Brain\