Crazy with the rhymes, schizophrenic The sickest psycho in the entire clinic My condition is clinical, hurt from critics who were too cynical At my pinnacle, when I snapped like a karate chopped ice sickle It messed me up, now I spend my time in my room pretending to ride on a bicycle I'm Mr Hide till I get a tickle, then I get mad in a minute and change into Dr. Jekyll Disrespectful, like a hungry vampire aiming to get a neck full I sink my teeth in as I bite into my victim Humming a song along like a murder anthem