Pain, hurt, love, fear

Cry, tears, drugs, beers

Crime, dealers, whores, mistresses

Infidelity, cheats, lies, fakes, snakes, jakes

Laws break, it'll make a madman go crazy

Psycho, psycho, psycho

I'm a fucking psycho, I see hell when my eyes closed

Why's there a key of shoondi hidden under the lino

I asked dad, he said, Ionno, why the fuck you gotta lie, bro

I aged around drug dealers, criminals and the crazies, waiting for the day heaven's gates open up so they can take me

The raps I wrote in the past, they substanceless and fake G, but when they hear this I hope that maybe they can relate to me

I see my mum crack a smile, she hide pain behind those fake teeth, dad make a joke, he's still hurt from when his dad used to break teeth

So what the fuck does that make me, a hurt little boy, a psycho is all that I see