the state of paranoia

What is
Is it?
You wanna be?
What if
You did
Become who you wanna be
My friend!

Sittin in the classroom
With this pencil in my hand
My teacher womping about some shit
I could really give a damn about
My friend Charlie she's an angel
Don't let the word get out
There's hitter named Thin man
He's gunnin for us so we gotta take a different route
Let a nigga try me I'll go John Wick
With the glock and the drum in his mouth
Smoke some weed now I'm high in the clouds
Send a nigga high above the clouds
007 lethal weapon turn and leave a nigga lookin like damn Zao
God saw em and was like wow
Chris Brown like Look at me now
The kid name was loco, he really like blades
Single edged razor blades, kid's crazy, like to cut up his face
Should've saw the kid next to him that he mutilate
Mutilate
Mutilate
Mutilate
Mutilate
Mutilate
Mutilate
So they had found her, eyes rolled back
Shirt pulled up, pants pulled down
Everyone's now screaming what the fuck
Is going on now I'm covered in my own blood
The motherfucker got me too now it's on son
Forward forward forward low kick
Nigga did dance moves called the splits
Like what I did to his lips, he was talkin that shit
But shit cannot talk so that's where I left em

What is
Is it?
You wanna be?
What if
You did
Become who you wanna be
My friend!