Chorus: {lil' ya & yella boy}
I got a head but ain't no screws in it
I went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase
n***a, i got a head but ain't no screws in it
I went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase
Verse one: {lil' ya}
In the beginning' i was f**in' with that gin
Wasn't smokin' no weed, wasn't even hangin'
With my friend's sh** got bad
Started whippin' n***a's a**
Doin' flight's ever night wasn't even
Takin' bath's uhh, my boy's knew somethin' was wrong
Cuz everytime they see me slippin'
They would tell me
{ hey dog what's wrong?}
So i would scat and go listen to that
f**in' slu, full of that gin wonderin'
What the f** to do, half of the time
I would hang on the corner,
Buy a pack of kool's, get a b**h then i bone her
Go home and wash my dick and switch up my dickie fit
It had to be black cuz i totted a gat
I'm doin' thing's out the ordinary
That sh** was very scary
I was trippin' i was straight slippin'
Chorus
Verse two: {lil' ya}
Now my mind is f**ed up and i can't think
Left that gin and juice alone
Got's myself a new drank
Started f**in' with that clip, it took me on
Another extra strip, i had no fam plus it covered up
The tear's that i had inside when my mama died
But i'm a man, and i'm real so i'm gone survive
I had a nine to five but i didn't need it
My record's sell's well
So why should i be greedy
So f** it i'm a chill at home and watch my screen
Get full of that clip, f** a b**h, a watch her scream
I'm goin' crazy and i don't know what the f** i'm facin'
At central park i'm considered a mental patient
I'm picturin' b**hes in my mind, i'm bout to scheme
When i start f**in' they try to stick me with anazeyme
Tellin' me i needed to calm my nerves,
But all the while all i needed was some fire herb
You heard the wzord lil' ya done got straight served man
I was chillin' people said i robbed pat swillen
Chorus
Verse three: {lil' ya}
Ninety day's done pa**ed and all my charge got dropped
Collected all my commissary and i'm back to my block
{now the scenery lookin' diffrent to me}
No more car's, no more girl's, i'm in a diffrent world
Facin' reality i got to start again
Like i said, can't f** around with no friend's
Like shawn kemp, i 360 turned my life around
Went through a stage some people call it a mentally phase
Chorus: {2x}
{yella boy}
Say ya brah, who the f** is the president
{lil' ya}
Man, i'm the muthaf**in' president
f** michael gordon
f** the pink slip you used to emit me with
f** the doctor's who told me i wasn't gonna get better
f** the nurses, i used to f** on the third floor at charity
b**h i was contra up there ya heard me
And last but not least f** everybody that call me crazy
Cuz, if you f** around and hang with me
b**h you gonna be crazy to
Now black, get my straight jacket and
Bring me to my muthaf**in' room