| I hear voices, one voice in paticular | 
| It comes into my mind, perpendicular | 
| Rectangular, it's a. | 
| strangular | 
| He’s like some kind of mental fuckin’mangular…i dunno | 
| He tells me to punch Esham and Shaggs | 
| So I punch’em, I even call Twiztid fags | 
| They get mad, slap me and smear my makeup | 
| I’ve named this evil voice, named him Jacob | 
| Jacob tells me climb the ladder and jump off | 
| Head first on the street, don’t worry, it’s soft | 
| So I jump, thump, i’m on a gurney | 
| Jacob laughs at me your so fuckin’nerdy | 
| Fuck him, I hate him, I can’t escape him! | 
| I finally get alone, he calls me on the telephone | 
| Brrb is Violent J there? | 
| here hey it’s Jacob! | 
| I want you to piss in your underware, ok bud? | 
| Sure, i’m pissin’now, it fuckin’tickles | 
| Jacobs dissin’again, I hear his giggles | 
| After I cut all my fingers of for that mother fucker | 
| I’ve finally had enough | 
| Go see a doctor, Doc, hello | 
| Hi, have a seat, let’s see umm… what is it. | 
| Joe? | 
| Yeah, Joe Bruce, my friends call my Chucky Chucky? | 
| Either that or Bucky, Fuck Me! | 
| I’m sorry Doc, it’s Jacob again, my name’s J Tell me J, who’s this Jacob anyway? | 
| I fucking want him dead, it’s a voice in my head | 
| I gotta lotta voices, but this one’s mislead | 
| He tells me to drink toilet water an shit | 
| Do you do it? | 
| No. YES! | 
| I can’t help it though, I can’t stop it | 
| J.what I want you to do is drop it Drop what? | 
| Your feelings of denial | 
| I mean your an asshole, let’s face it, Jacob, he’s got style yea | 
| You should do… exactly what he tells you | 
| Even stab myslef? | 
| yea, hells yea | 
| Fuck man are you sure Doc? | 
| sincerly | 
| Now on your way out, pay my fuckin’secretary | 
| Wow, $ 300 bucks and i’m cured, it’s obsurd | 
| All I gotta do is wait for the word | 
| Now I aint heard from ol’Jacob in a while | 
| I’m at home jerkin’my dick off to Gilligains Isle when Bang! | 
| He popped in J, what’s up homie? | 
| where you been Jacob, dawg it’s been lonely | 
| Doc say’s I should roll wit’you, let’s do this | 
| Alright, well let’s start off with a glass of your own piss! | 
| wit’ice? | 
| No ice!(slup sound) nice. | 
| Finsih up the whole glass, and repeat it twice! | 
| All done Let’s go, put your shoes on! | 
| where we goin’homie? | 
| To the graveyard! | 
| what? | 
| I want you to dig up a girlfreind | 
| Dig up a dead body? | 
| I won’t say it again! | 
| You heard what the doctor said, fuckin'do it! | 
| Well fuck it, hand me my shovel and bucket | 
| I dug the bitch, literally, I dug her | 
| Her skin smelled like burnt rubber, I fuckin’love her | 
| Took her corpse home, sat it on the couch | 
| Jacob said Now put her foot in your mouth! | 
| So I did and her toes smelled like fish chunks | 
| That’s been sitting out in the… sun for a couple a months | 
| I didn’t care though because Jacob told me to It’s one more little thing that I want you to do (what's that?) | 
| Lay down in the street and trip a semi wit’chya neck | 
| Trip a Semi-tru…bet! | 
| There I was, i’m movin off. | 
| just waitin | 
| Ready to get rolled on like a Dayton | 
| Here it comes, I stuck my fuckin’head out | 
| Like this Jacob! | 
| Yea, Pow! | 
| Boom, i’m in critical, I got minutes left | 
| And I’m fightin’with death! | 
| Why did the doctor tell me to listen to him? | 
| I’m lay’d up 'bout to die, screw him! | 
| Pick up the phone, Brrb! | 
| Hello? | 
| Hi is me J, that one fat goofy weirdo | 
| Yea listen, i’m about to die, why’d you tell me to follow his word? | 
| Cuz’he’s a DarkMega, and your a nerd | 
| Well I hear you on that much ok. | 
| but | 
| What kinda fuckin’doctor are you anyway? | 
| I mean your tellin’me i’m nothing but a scrub | 
| I thought you knew homie, this is doctor Jacob! | 
| Ohh I get it, everybody have a laugh | 
| I’m nothing but a sick, Homogetic mentalpath | 
| I died right then and there I was never cured | 
| I lived a shitty life all thanks to Jacobs word | 
| That Mother… What?! | 
| I didn’t say nothing Bullshit bitch! | 
| I didn’t say anything! | 
| How you gonna tell me? | 
| I’m in your head bitch! | 
| I was gonna compliment you! | 
| But I hear everything! | 
| Well get outta my fuckin’head! | 
| Fuck!, you heard what I just said! | 
| Get outta my… fuckin'…head!.. aight? | 
| My… fucking. | 
| head that’s right, my head too, my head too! | 
| You have got your own fuckin’head! | 
| I’m not… running around in your fucking brain! | 
| 'Cuz I aint got one bitch! | 
| Fuck you! | 
| Eat your leg! | 
| I’m sorry. | 
| Eat you leg! | 
| I’m sorry, not my leg | 
| Eat it bitch! | 
| Leave my leg alone Eat it! |