[Verse 1:]
Everybody up!
Let me introduce to you,
man that you heard of and you thought you knew.
But give me a couple of seconds just to prove to you,
You never did, but let me give you a chance to.
I used to swear everybody had it in for me,
People only wanted to talk to spit on me,
So I'd paint pictures, draw a little bit,
And every time I was [bad word] off at some kid,
I'd get home and draw a little sketch,
Of any kid I hated with a knife in the neck,
pencil in the eye and a hole in the back.
I had a back pack of six sketches like that
And over time people started to see.
The pictures that I made, made a lot of sense to me.
But it never ready made much of a difference,
They still talk [bad word]  but not at close distance.
And that sucked cause all I wanted to have,
Was a little attention with the good and bad.
But over time I got sick of trying,
And kept making them pictures and kept redrawing lines.
 [bad word] ]
I don't know where I'm going with this.
I'm just reminiscing and telling the story of this.
Sit back and take in the story of the kid,
As I look back at the strange things I did.

[Verse 2:]
Everybody up!
Let me tell the [bad word] to you,
I never thought I'd be anyone you wished you knew.
And just thought I'd end up a stain on the wall,
Something you wanted fix because you've seen it all.
Anyway back at PSI,
I had a class with a smart mouth friend of mine,
And we would sit in the back, the two of [bad word] 
We'd make fun of everybody just to pass the time.
Now we did it quietly so no one heard,
couple of nerds, sentence full of pictures and words.
Until this kid heard we were calling him names and decided to get tough,
I remember he came up to me that day in front of half my friends and talk [bad word] so loud people couldn't pretend they didn't hear him,
Saying he would beat my [bad word] and I laughed.
But he was serious and pushed me back.
At this point I was pretty confused,
This little [bad word] was all amped so what could I do?
I should [bad word] back at him for all to see,
But instead I just told him that, "It wasn't me."
 [bad word] x2]

[Verse 3:]
It's like Flat Liners, see that flick?
People [bad word] back saying crazy [bad word]  people that they did [bad word] back to attack them,
And everyone that they [bad word] back for revenge.
Well if that was ever going to happen to me,
I'd pretentiously would be attacked constantly,
But then again, for all the pain in my past,
There'd be a lot of people that had better watch their [bad word] 

[Chours x2]