Hail California/
The state declared bi-polar/
Buy weed on the corner from the lady with the baby stroller/
Or get some liquor or tamales instead/
I’m a maniac insomniac sick in the head/
Call me Edgar Allen from the Poc sick with the lead/
Go out for a good time you can end up stabbed instead/
Used to have acne/
many whiteheads/
Called me a wigga/
guess I knew too many black heads/
Night of the living dead/
Good girls are givin head/
I sleep in a twin bed so there’s no she said/
My eye to the sky/
For falling angels overhead/
Burning down the house like the Talking Heads/
Shady with my shit like Shane from the Walking Dead/
A Pharhoe in this bitch so like he said Simon says/
Fuck a Red Bull I’ll have Corona with a lime instead/
Sikamental’s back sick in the mind/
Sick in the head/ 

Chorus

I’m from the city by the beach/
Ya I’m outta reach/
Fresh outta Detox mixin my Kool-Aid with Clorox Bleach/
Sick with the speech/
Call me an nerd/
American History with Mr. Vinyard/
Put ya mouth to the curb/
Still undeterred/
Still usin curse words still absurd/
Lay ya on the turf like Robert Griffin the Third/
Equally hate all faces and all races/
Shootin at the cops at the Fruitvale Station/
I look in the mirror I see a carnie from the fair/
So sick in the mind I give Jack Skelleton nightmares/
Go to the cinema show and root for the bad guy/
Got my Mo back in town/ just like the Jack 5/
And fuck up that pretty face/ just like a black eye/
I’m crossin over/
Like the man in black guy/
I’m that country blues rap guy/
Packin way more than a jack knife/
So Fuck you/
I live that outlaw life 

Chorus

Rappin before bein white was cool but fuck it/
I’m an alcoholic one night I got a DUI and a drunk in public/
Sick in the mind/ man I’m sick to the stomach/
gone on a vacay with a gun in my luggage/
made a few enemies on my way to the bottom/
playin the sleepin possum/
breakin em off something/
Little old with the new/
know your true friends and only hang with a few/
this for all of you faces/
getting high in low places/
should have been a lawyer/ I keep a poker face/
the monster under my bed/ lives behind the bookcase/
ya I’m a cool cat/
call me a cold case/
Or call me Ratotouille/
the kind of this rat race/
your mama get a call at night that leave her with a sad face/
fuck a bomb in your car/
I’ll put it in your briefcase/
A coin controls my destiny/
Just like I’m Two-Face/
get it right the first time/
I never need two takes/