If you like to talk then you don't know jack
Better shut your mouth or you'll fall in the trap
Your not schizophrenic your a psychic boo
Best use your thoughts or they'll get you too

Meditate and pray that's the way I escaped
Couldn't stop the talking they shipped me to a place
Rehab is a prison for the indigos who
Got no control for the shit that they bloom

Can you hear me thinking got control of your thoughts
Burn your own home take that car in the lot
Cops caught me speeding shipped me down to a place
Guess I should've saved all the shit that I laced

Can you hear me
Hey, you! yes you!
Do this hit two kill birds
I don't like you! (x2)