text: I dont go to clubs and I damn sure stay low-key
  Still, them little jitterbugs wanna start shit with a kreep like me 
  This the type of shit that you bump when a mothafucka wanna fix that fade 
  Bitch Im on a gallon of Henny see if I really give a fuck if I die today
  Bitch ass, ho ass
  Runnin at the mouth ass fake wannabes I see 
  You know I really try to stay cool, sometimes Buddha cant save me 
  Stuck with the fucked up brain with so many voices talkin I cant never sleep 
  Soon as I shut my eyes all I can see is a start of a darkenin dream
  Tropical depression hittin me again and I dont know
  Which of the voices all up in my brain is tellin me the right way to go?
  Ho, you speakin bout Satan, but I can see you know not what youre sayin
  My eyes roll to the back of my mind
  All I see is tainted
  Ridin on 95
  Junt to the brain I fly
  White cloud in the sky
  Wonderful day to die 
  Trippin on shrooms, Im fine
  Everything straight, dont mind
  Negativity go by 
  Lets see how long I can try
  Take a trip to the plane go Ghoste
  This time I am not alone
  I see some others that know
  Buddha chillin on a throne 
  Question everything you know
  Religion and even the Pope
  Mistaken for Satan the goat 
  Ignorance aint no joke
  Tropical depression hittin me again and I dont know
  Which of the voices all up in my brain is tellin me the right way to go?
  Ho, you speakin bout Satan, but I can see you know not what youre sayin
  My eyes roll to the back of my mind
  All I see is tainted