| Ay, yo, remember me? |
| It’s Rick Dahrouge, the losa'
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| The drug abusa', the kid who used to wanna shoot 'cha
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| Walkin' through the halls wit' my long hair like I didn’t care
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| When all you other cornballs would just stare
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| Seventh grade, I got sent away to rehab
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| When I got back, a drug addict reputation’s all I had
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| After that I cut off all my homies, chilled by my lonely
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| All the stupid teachers used to stone me
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| I wasn’t only wild and bad, see I was sad too
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| But couldn’t understand 'cause my parents was mad cool
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| Takin' Special Ed up in the rug room with some retarded kids
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| was like a zoo
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| Ask E-Bass, he was in there with me too
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| And I got mad love for cus', 'cause he helped to get me through
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| I’ve been doin' the wrong damn things for so long
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| Had to write 'em all in poems and songs and move on
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| 'Cause I got insecurities, some uncertainties
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| I’m perfect just like everyone else, I do it perfectly
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| The only one who’s hurtin' me is me, you see
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| I go against my own will and indulge in impurities
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| 'Cause yo, I got insecurities, I’m not too sure
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| People always tellin' me that I need some therapy
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| The only man who’s scarin' me is me, you see
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| I’m worried about me hurtin' you, but not you hurtin' me
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| Hyperactive attention deficit
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| Dirty the kids your moms wouldn’t letcha play with
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| But a lot of stupid shit I did, other kids did too
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| I used to try stuff that even young Slim would never do
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| I used to trip out off of all sorts of cough syrup
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| Believe me, I tried all the cheap highs you hear of
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| From Freon to gasoline to butane
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| I know that some of that shit had to fry my brain
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| But somehow, I managed to maintain some brain cells
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| Often found myself inside of a jail cell
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| When I got home, back in my room is where I dwell
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| You got fond memories? |
| Well, my teen years was Hell
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| For the most part, I stayed clean, but smoked weed
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| And eat a lemon, seven-fourteen when things get extreme
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| 'Cause I got insecurities, some uncertainties
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| I’m perfect just like everyone else, I do it perfectly
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| The only one who’s hurtin' me is me, you see
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| I go against my own will and indulge in impurities
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| 'Cause yo, I got insecurities, I’m not too sure
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| People always tellin' me that I need some therapy
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| The only man who’s scarin' me is me, you see
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| I’m worried about me hurtin' you, but not you hurtin' me
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| Now I hear sirens when I think thoughts of violence
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| Sometimes when I sit in silence, I start cryin', man
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| I ain’t lyin'. |
| Yo, I’m really fuckin' tryin'
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| Don’t ever wanna take the blame for someone else dyin'
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| So, you see, kid? |
| I ain’t about killin' shit
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| But like Wu, when it comes to my neck, I must protect it
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| I wanna wreck shit every time that I’m neglected
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| It’s hard to «forget it» and «dead it» when disrespected
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| So pray I do the right thing and stop striking
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| Quick as lightning, I’m like a stone cold viking
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| After all, it’s the insecure man you should look out for
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| He’s more prone to killin' your fam so lock your damn door
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| 'Cause I got insecurities, some uncertainties
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| I’m perfect just like everyone else, I do it perfectly
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| The only one who’s hurtin' me is me, you see
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| I go against my own will and indulge in impurities
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| 'Cause yo, I got insecurities, I’m not too sure
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| People always tellin' me that I need some therapy
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| The only man who’s scarin' me is me, you see
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| I’m worried about me hurtin' you, but not you hurtin' me |