I think that they're snitching
I think that I'm mad
I think I look crazy
Do I hear wind or police cars?

I hope I'll be OK
And live this life well
Did I just hear my name?
Can they tell I'm not well?

Can I please live forever
And accomplish great things?
Are they talking bout me?
Am I a tweaker?

I looked down on a crackhead
Who was mentally ill
Holding a sign in the city
How much different am I?
© speed