Losin' My Mind
13. Tech N9ne Lyrics

Losin' my mind,
Feeling like I'm going insane

Yes I'm using my nine this time
Using my gun as a solution

Or should I decline and press rewind?
Considering whether to undo my actions

Ever since November hit
Since a certain time period, my memory has been hazy

I can't remember shit
I have trouble recalling anything

Unless I was in your chick
Except for when I was with your girl

When I picked her she was a limber bitch
When I chose her, she was flexible and willing

She say I sent her quick
She claims I finished quickly

And treated her as cold as Denver get
I was distant and unsympathetic towards her

That wimper shit for simpers don't enter 'cause I'm winter trick
I don't do weakness or vulnerability because I thrive in tough situations

And I like my hoe's cold young dumb lungs done
I prefer my women to be emotionally detached and inexperienced

Now she's an old soul, ate her like Lambert's throwed rolls
Now she's mature and wise because of me, like eating comfort food at a diner

Shorty's come and shorty's go
I have many women in my life, but they never stick around

This skinny chick orgy blows
These experiences with thin women are disappointing

Horny bro lookin for thicky
I'm on the prowl for a curvy woman

Hunt her down like Laurie Strode
I'll chase her relentlessly, like a horror movie character

I'm plum start buck naked in my white socks
I'm ready for action and ready to strip down

Might pop my top and hype the block when the light stops
I might go crazy and cause a scene when the traffic stops

Just call me cyclops
I have a unique perspective and can see things others cannot

I see what others might not
I am perceptive and can detect hidden details

The white cops are on me, aww man we're in a tight spot
The police are after me and I'm in trouble

Its ironic though I'm bad yep my mama grow the lad
It's ironic that I turned out bad, despite my mother raising me

who rob the conoco for cash up in Monaco
I robbed a gas station for money in a wealthy country

I'm half native got a re-lative named Jeroni-ho
I am of mixed race and have a relative with a unique name

And this personas fuck the drama only honor dough
I don't tolerate drama, only money matters to me

I know who died plus and who did it
I am familiar with murder and killers

Shot these sirens can you dig it
I caused a commotion and attracted attention from the police

Cut off your arm and fan you with it
I am capable of extreme violence and cruelty

Some listen to me and say "damn you wicked"
Some people are disturbed by my lyrics and actions

[Chorus]
Reinforces the theme of losing control and resorting to violence