Yo, I Failed Ninth Grade

It's Just Hard When You've Spent So Much Time On Something, Writing And Recording, Laying The Vocals, Getting The Hook Right, Getting The Beat Right, Making Everything Sound Right - You Spent A Freaking Week Trying To Make It Sound Perfect, And Someone Comes Along And Shoots It Down.

I Don't Care If You're Black, White, Straight, Bisexual, Gay, Lesbian, Short, Tall, Fat, Skinny, Rich Or Poor. If You're Nice To Me, I'll Be Nice To You. Simple As That.

Soul's Escaping Through This Hole That Is Gaping

Since Age Twelve, I've Felt Like I'm Someone Else,'cause I Hung My Original Self From The Top Bunk With A Belt.

I Did Not Know That I Would Grow To Be My Mothers Evil Seed And Do These Evil Deeds.