I'm About As Normal As

His Palms Are Sweaty, Knees Weak, Arms Are Heavy There's Vomit On His Sweater Already, Mom's Spaghetti He's Nervous, But On The Surface He Looks Calm And Ready To Drop Bombs, But He Keeps On Forgettin' What He Wrote Down, The Whole Crowd Goes So Loud He Opens His Mouth, But The Words Won't Come Out He's Chokin', How, Everybody's Jokin' Now The Clocks Run Out, Times Up, Over, Blaow!

‘cause Sometimes You Just Feel Tired, Feel Weak And When You Feel Weak, You Feel Like You Wanna Just Give Up But You Gotta Search Within You And Gotta Find That Inner Strength And Just Pull That Shit Out Of You And Get That Motivation To Not Give Up And Not Be A Quitter, No Matter How Bad You Wanna Just Fall Flat On Your Face, And Collapse.

I Might Talk About Killing People, But That Doesn't Mean I Do It.

I Try To Treat All The Money I'm Making Like It's The Last Time I'm Going To Make It.

I Was Born A Premature Birth. My First Words Were "bleep, Bleep" And "curse, Curse" My Breath Still Stinks And I'm On My 3rd Cert.