everyday i always stay walkin around talkin about
somethin no one would want to say out of they're mouth
but i'm not runnin, i'm a monster and there aint calmin me down
maybe i'm exhausted but you oughtta not call me a clown
i'm crazy, psychotic, diabolic, Kaotic and i'm comin from the ground
blowin up like atomic on this mic, no comic, so i'ma strike
like a comet with a thunderous sound, now you might be wonderin how
did i allow the lights to go dull and invite in the bite of a viper in my body's blood cells
but the virus itself's been nice, it's my pal
that's right, i threw in the white towel
i won't fight it another round, the sight will seem fowl
but i'm feelin just fine snipin as the night owl
of our field for whoever i find
within the confines of my bounds
i hope you see the signs and hear the sounds
cuz i'll try to be more silent than the quietest mouse