I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

[Verse 1]
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
 Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me
For wanting my cake, and eat it too, and wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
When I blew; see, it was confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is be the [bad word] Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam
 (Ooh!) Hit the lottery, oh wee
But with what I gave up to get was bittersweet
It was like winning a huge meet
Ironic cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think cause I'm...

[Hook]

[Bridge: Rihanna]
Well, that's nothing

[Verse 2]
No, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody
 Once told me to seize the moment and don't squander it
 Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
 So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder
 Where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
 No wonder you losing your mind, the way it wanders)
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
I think you've been wandering off down yonder
 And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
 Cause I need an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster
 And save me from myself and all this conflict
Cause the very thing that I love's killing me and I can't conquer it
 My OCD is conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking
 I'm just relaying what the voice in my head is saying
 Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the...

[Hook + Bridge]

[Verse 3]
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
 One day that I walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then [bad word] get killed
 And [bad word] straight at MC's, blood get spilled
And I take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track
 Give every kid who got played at, pumped up feeling
 And [bad word] to say back to the kids who play 'em
I ain't here to save the [bad word] children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
 Who are going through a [bad word] feels and then relates, that's great
It's [bad word] Wilson falling way back in the draft
 Turn nothing into something, still can make that, straw into gold chump
 I will [bad word] in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket face facts, I am nuts for real
 But I'm okay with that, it's nothing, I'm still friends with the