I Was A Smart Kid, But I

To The People I Forgot, You Weren't On My Mind For Some Reason And You Probably Don't Deserve Any Thanks Anyway.

Music Is Reflection Of Self.

You Don't Wanna Go Eggin' Him On. It'll Never Be My Chair That Your On, Crown So Tight That It Cuts Off Circulation To The Brain No Oxygen. Other Words There's No Heir To The Throne.

Yeah, It's Been A Ride I Guess I Had To Go To That Place To Get To This One Now Some Of You Might Still Be In That Place If You're Trying To Get Out, Just Follow Me I'll Get You There

I Don't Speak, I Float In The Air Wrapped In A Sheet I'm Not A Real Person, I'm A Ghost Trapped In A Beat