My Name Bam-B

People say I'm crazy, I'm loony, I'm psycho

I like it; I got my shit checked like Nike

Doctor said he'd never seen anything like me

Chances of recovery are nil to not likely

Boy so crazy make your baby momma look sane

Kickin thoughts around like he got a loose brain

I got a whiskey, sour, sober

until I fall down like it's mid-October

Young Young Hova, boy I say for goodness sake

I'm in my prime like I'm standin on my dinner plate

You niggaz innerspace cause you come up Martin Short

I'm so fly I don't need a right wing from Drudge Report

Ahh! Stay wildin like me!

Ahh! My name Bam-B!

People say I'm angry; but if you're happy, you're crazy

I'm violent, so I've got a blue belt from Renzo Gracie

Read the news today, oh boy, some kids are dead

Pulled the covers over my head and went straight back

to bed

Cause even my good days are generally bad

At my happiest - I'm just slightly less sad

And I get mad if you're glad to be alive cause I had

a chance at a happy life, good mom, good dad

Seriously trust me, you wouldn't wanna be me

The best days of my life involve leftovers and TV

I got almost no friends and I don't know how to handle

this

Even the friends I do got are all moving to Los Angeles

Even I'm tired of my whining, even I don't want no more

of me

I whine more than a three-year-old, multiplied by

Morrisey

Every time I meet someone who wants to be my friend

The first thought that I have is "Yo what the fuck is

wrong with them?"

I go through life with my fists up fut trust me my

fists are all

full of handfuls of Wellbutrin and Risperdal

I'm depressed y'all, someone please help me (please

help me)

Seriously (seriously right now) help me

I like the Risperdal better than the Wellbutrin

I'm good with the N, no not the Nina

Mean I'm good with the hammer so I'll fix your broke

heater

And not your bro Keeter, I don't tote guns

I never had white so I never needed one

And the hood respect me, I rose from the ashes

Call me the phoenix in the clear rim glasses

They saw me work, without that work

Now I got my own (Enterprise), call me (Kirk)

And I'm born on an air force base, so I'm fly

Move out to Decatur, that's Atlanta's Bed-Stuy

I got that pink like pussy

Got that pussy (Day 'N Nite) so they call me Kid Cudi

Bitch!