[bad word] 

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad
Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land
I’m a crazy man, a crazy man
In a crazy land, a crazy land

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad
Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land
I’m a crazy man, a crazy man
In a crazy land, a crazy land

[Verse 1]

I feel disconnected, distant like Heaven
Missed what the reverend said it’s a bit upsetting
Wishing that I listened better cause yes I’m sinning
f*****g a nun in her [bad word] while her head’s spinning
 [bad word] like a kid that’s wetting his bed linen
I’m twisted on meds having  with dead women
Lost in the sauce my foster mom forced me to drink
As she peeled my [bad word] back and sucked it off till it was pink
Thoughts that I think as I wash my balls in a sink
My balls up in my stomach, that’s they call em a shrink
Like Cobain on cocaine feeling no pain on Soul Train
With a gold chain I can throw flames like propane
And I won’t play with a full deck
This whole game a joke is wild as I go insane in the membrane
Like Cypress or that white [bad word] that play Lois Lane
Margot Kidder, I’mma go get her
And hit her in the [bad word]  I’m a psycho killer

 [bad word] 

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad
Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land
I’m a crazy man, a crazy man
In a crazy land, a crazy land

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad
Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land
I’m a crazy man, a crazy man
In a crazy land, a crazy land

[Verse 2]

I’ll bring a hammer to a slow jam, throw wrenches in your program
Nail gun through both hands, screwdriver is in your throat [bad word] 
Make you a known example
Throw roman candles, hone the poison arrows
Boy destroy a pair, I’ll roast your flannel
Demonically possessed, doctor suggests I am a psycho
Chainsaw on my gun like a Gears of War rifle
Q-tip  on a platter mask
Gripping a talking Cabbage Patch with C4 and a battery pack
Yeah I’m actually that insane med pills
Visions of chasing enemies while I’m on my f*****g treadmill
Merry Christmas, kiss the barrel under the mistletoe
Shot every part of your body [bad word] except I missed your toe
If it’s a diss you’ll know, scalpel to your torso
Carving slow, rolling out intestines like a garden hose
Make you swallow a 40 ounce and see how many karate chops it takes
To punch your stomach till the bottle breaks

 [bad word] 

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad
Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land
I’m a crazy man, a crazy man
In a crazy land, a crazy land

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad
Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land
I’m a crazy man, a crazy man
In a crazy land, a crazy land

[Verse 3]

I’m lamping, I’m cold lamping
I’m amped and I’m slicing you up like Crystal Lake camping
Like Daddy Kane said it, stop shammin’
I’m boasting, I’m bragging, raving and ranting
Leaving you deader than [bad word] s son Brandon
I’ll send you to the moon like Ralph Kramden
I’m the craziest of the crazies in history
Charles Manson’s a [bad word]  he wanna be a musician, I [bad word] on that hippie
I’m the reason the Zodiac’s still missing
f**k Jeffrey Dahmer was a [bad word] 
He [bad word] boys, he got murdered in prison
And David Berkowitz, the Son of Sam
He talked to doggies, Gacy was a clown
None of em f*****g [bad word] Man
I’m demented delusional shock treatment lunatic Critters
Cut out your livers with scissors
I’m splitting the wig of you wiggers
Sho Kosugi, ninjas, Rambo, sleep-away camp slashers
Heather Thomas posters in my brain, the 80s never passed
At Central Park I’m stealing purses and I’m robbing the joggers
They wanna lock us, I’m raping the nurses and murdering the doctors, c’mon

 [bad word] 

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad
Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land
I’m a crazy man, a crazy man
In a crazy land, a crazy land

The doctor