Psycho
B-Freqz Lyrics


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I see you

I see you looking at me
Looking at me, so I ask

Am I a psycho?
Am I a psycho?
Yeah I'm a psycho
I guess I'm a psycho

You're crazy! I like you, but you're crazy
My tours paid me, so I used that dough to allure ladies
To manure bathe me
Never that, my mind's for sure shady
Pure Hades, Rev X said that he couldn't endure to save me
Why do I let this stripper burn me on my arm with a cigarette
In the same spot ten times in a row?
When I felt that burn, I palm the clitoris, I'ma get her wet
Sorry to get carried away
I feel stupid 'cause I ain't did her yet
Maybe she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts
I get vexed so N9ne bit her neck
Open! I try to contain it, but that dame thang's soakin'
Alter ego say, "Why you let them gangbang folk in?"
Strange Lane hopin' I can maintain copin'
But ain't nobody talkin' when the insane mane spoken
I like fire on my skin, blood on my draws
From up on her walls, I'm sufferin', I'm stuck in her claws
Stuffed in her jaws, huffin' and puffin', hollerin', I'm a dog
Afterwards I like really hot scaldin' water on my balls

Am I a psycho?
Am I a psycho?
Yeah I'm a psycho
I guess I'm a psycho

Mom? Dad? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seein'
I've changed a lot, plus I've grown to hate every human bein'
My mood swings have now turned
My dreams into gruesome scenes
Now I'm doin' things I don't normally do when illusion seem
To be the only pleasures I can gain
Heck, if I was sane I would've put down the mic
And said, "Fuck it, I'll never rise to fame."
But with the wicked wreckage I contain
I could probably jeopardize your name
No lovey-dovey, let's ignite the flame
If you're lucky you'll survive the pain
Sorry, that ain't very merry to say
Why is this game so scary to play?
Well, let me think, 'cause every day
My balls are gettin' too hairy to shave
Pause a minute, I'm stressin' again
If I go to Hell, then Heaven's to blame
I don't mean to come off crazy
But you motherfuckas seem to think I'm hella deranged
When I was seven years old
I fell on my head and I severed my brain
You think I'm lyin'? Then ask my mama
Nigga, she'll go tell you the same
Should I be ashamed? No
I'm livin' my life so ghetto fabulous
Before you get bent out of shape, my nigga, let me ask you this

Am I a psycho?
Am I a psycho?
Yeah I'm a psycho
I guess I'm a psycho

I stab you with this mic
And rap this verse I'm rappin' to you
Matter fact I'm rapping through you
Never say my motherfucking name
Unless you absolutely have to, I am not no fucking jacket
With no matching shoes
And you are not no fashion guru
Can't even see you niggas
Y'all wish I was rappin' to you
Matter of fact act like I'm rappin' to you
If that gives you passion
To use this as an excuse
Then just jump up out of conclusion
That I'm attackin' you dudes
Is just like old fashion voodoo
Y'all ain't even the shit,
No y'all ain't even the doodoo
I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my two boots
So I'm slapping you foolish
With wooden paddles you stupid
Baby sitting little bastards like little afternoon children
You can call me psychotic
But it's more like schizophrenic
And I can't sleep, can anyone tell me just where my medicine is
Guess I gotta show these minors just what my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain like graduate students
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings
I see your tears, come here
Give me your face, let me clear it
But I wonder how it would look
If I were to peel it back with a skillet
Then I'ma feel it crack when I hit it
Then I'ma split it back when you heal it
Damn it Bobby boy, what in the hell
What in the heaven, what in the earth
Where is your mom? What are you cursed?
Where are you from?
Where was your birth? Where was you first?
Why weren't you in church?
Why is there dirt, all on your shirt?
Man I think that you're going berserk

Am I a psycho?
Am I a psycho?
Yeah I'm a psycho
I guess I'm a psycho

Am I a psycho? (Psycho)
Am I a psycho? (Psycho)




Yeah I'm a psycho (psycho)
I guess I'm a psycho (psycho, psycho, psycho)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to B-Freqz's song "Psycho" are a chilling portrayal of a disturbed mind. The song conveys the thoughts and feelings of someone who is struggling with their mental health, as the lyrics describe the singer's inner turmoil and the sense of isolation they feel as a result. The opening lines, "I see you looking at me, looking at me, so I ask, am I a psycho?" set the tone for the rest of the song, as the singer struggles with their own sense of identity and self-worth. Throughout the song, they grapple with feelings of anger and despair, as well as the temptation to inflict harm on themselves and others.


The verses describe a series of graphic and disturbing scenarios, including self-harm, violent thoughts, and extreme sexual desires. The lyrics are punctuated by the repeated refrain, "Am I a psycho?" which emphasizes the singer's sense of confusion and disorientation. The song is a powerful depiction of the impact that mental illness can have on a person, as well as the stigma and shame that often come with it.


Overall, "Psycho" is a thought-provoking and intense song that raises important questions about mental health and the need for greater understanding and support for those who are struggling with these issues. The lyrics are a reminder that mental illness is a real and serious condition that requires compassion and empathy, not judgment and condemnation.


Line by Line Meaning

I see you
I notice that you are looking at me


I see you looking at me
I am aware that you are observing me


Looking at me, so I ask
Since you are staring at me, I have to inquire


Am I a psycho?
Do you think I am crazy?


Yeah I'm a psycho
Yes, I am insane


I guess I'm a psycho
I suppose I am deranged


You're crazy! I like you, but you're crazy
You are mentally unstable, but I find you attractive


My tours paid me, so I used that dough to allure ladies
I earned a lot of money from my tours, which I used to please women


To manure bathe me
I paid them to bathe me in manure


Never that, my mind's for sure shady
I would never willingly do that, but I have a twisted mind


Pure Hades, Rev X said that he couldn't endure to save me
I am full of hellishness, and even Rev X could not save me


Why do I let this stripper burn me on my arm with a cigarette
Why do I permit this stripper to sear me with a cigarette repeatedly on my arm?


In the same spot ten times in a row?
Why does she do it in the same spot multiple times?


When I felt that burn, I palm the clitoris, I'ma get her wet
When I felt the pain, I grabbed her genitals to arouse her


Sorry to get carried away
Apologies for getting too passionate and carried away


I feel stupid 'cause I ain't did her yet
I am frustrated because I have not had intercourse with her yet


Maybe she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts
Perhaps she has never allowed an attractive guy to ogle her bosom


I get vexed so N9ne bit her neck
I get angry when N9ne bites her neck


Open! I try to contain it, but that dame thang's soakin'
It is hard to keep my emotions in check because of her moistness


Alter ego say, "Why you let them gangbang folk in?"
My other self is asking why I allow them to have sexual encounters with multiple partners


Strange Lane hopin' I can maintain copin'
I am struggling to cope with my odd life


But ain't nobody talkin' when the insane mane spoken
When the insane part of me speaks, no one challenges me


I like fire on my skin, blood on my draws
I enjoy burning my skin and getting blood on my undergarments


From up on her walls, I'm sufferin', I'm stuck in her claws
I am in pain and trapped in her grasp while on her walls


Stuffed in her jaws, huffin' and puffin', hollerin', I'm a dog
I am stuffed in her mouth, panting, and howling like a dog


Afterwards I like really hot scaldin' water on my balls
I enjoy pouring very hot water on my genitals after the act


Mom? Dad? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seein'
I have changed significantly, and I am no longer the same person you know me to be


I've changed a lot, plus I've grown to hate every human bein'
I have changed drastically and now despise all human beings


My mood swings have now turned
My abrupt changes in emotions have now become


My dreams into gruesome scenes
My dreams are now nightmares


Now I'm doin' things I don't normally do when illusion seem
I am engaging in activities I would not normally do when it feels like a hallucination


To be the only pleasures I can gain
These are the only things that give me some amount of pleasure


Heck, if I was sane I would've put down the mic
If I were sane, I might have stopped rapping altogether


And said, "Fuck it, I'll never rise to fame."
I would have given up and accepted that I will never be famous


But with the wicked wreckage I contain
But due to my evil nature, which causes destruction


I could probably jeopardize your name
I can likely ruin your reputation


No lovey-dovey, let's ignite the flame
No romantic stuff, let's start a fight


If you're lucky you'll survive the pain
If you are fortunate, you may make it through the agony unscathed


Sorry, that ain't very merry to say
I apologize, it is not a jolly thing to express


Why is this game so scary to play?
Why is this industry so daunting?


Well, let me think, 'cause every day
Let me see, because every day


My balls are gettin' too hairy to shave
My testicles have too much hair to trim


Pause a minute, I'm stressin' again
Hold on for a moment, I am becoming anxious once more


If I go to Hell, then Heaven's to blame
If I end up in Hell, it is Heaven's responsibility


I don't mean to come off crazy
I do not intend to appear insane


But you motherfuckas seem to think I'm hella deranged
But you people seem to assume I am seriously disturbed


When I was seven years old
When I was seven


I fell on my head and I severed my brain
I had an accident that damaged my brain


You think I'm lyin'? Then ask my mama
If you don't believe me, ask my mother


Nigga, she'll go tell you the same
She will tell you the same


Should I be ashamed? No
Should I feel embarrassed? No


I'm livin' my life so ghetto fabulous
I am living extravagantly despite my impoverished background


Before you get bent out of shape, my nigga, let me ask you this
Before you get angry, let me ask you something


I stab you with this mic
I could hurt you with this microphone


And rap this verse I'm rappin' to you
And I will perform this verse for you


Matter fact I'm rapping through you
As a matter of fact, I am performing this through you


Never say my motherfucking name
Do not ever mention my name


Unless you absolutely have to, I am not no fucking jacket
Unless it is absolutely necessary, I am not to be treated like a coat


With no matching shoes
Without the proper footgear


And you are not no fashion guru
And you do not have fashion knowledge


Can't even see you niggas
I cannot even recognize you


Y'all wish I was rappin' to you
You all desire that I was performing for you


Matter of fact act like I'm rappin' to you
Actually, pretend that I am performing for you


If that gives you passion
If that makes you feel passionate


To use this as an excuse
To use this as a justification


Then just jump up out of conclusion
Then jump to your own conclusions


That I'm attackin' you dudes
That I am targeting you all


Is just like old fashion voodoo
It is like the ancient practice of voodoo


Y'all ain't even the shit,
You all are nothing special


No y'all ain't even the doodoo
You all are not even worthy of the excrement


I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my two boots
I have more style than the toilet paper below my shoes


So I'm slapping you foolish
So I am hitting you stupidly


With wooden paddles you stupid
With wooden paddles, you idiot


Baby sitting little bastards like little afternoon children
I am taking care of brats like they are young kids


You can call me psychotic
You can refer to me as psychotic


But it's more like schizophrenic
But it is more indicative of schizophrenia


And I can't sleep, can anyone tell me just where my medicine is
I cannot sleep; can someone inform me of my medication's whereabouts?


Guess I gotta show these minors just what my avenue is
I suppose I have to demonstrate to these young people what I am about


Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain like graduate students
I swear, I am completely insane like graduate students


I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings
I apologize, I did not intend to hurt you


I see your tears, come here
I see you crying, come near me


Give me your face, let me clear it
Offer me your face, and I will clean it up


But I wonder how it would look
But I am curious about how it would appear


If I were to peel it back with a skillet
If I were to use a skillet to remove your face


Then I'ma feel it crack when I hit it
I will experience it cracking when I strike it


Then I'ma split it back when you heal it
I will then put it back together when you heal


Damn it Bobby boy, what in the hell
Good heavens, Bobby, what is going on?


What in the heaven, what in the earth
What is happening in the heavens and on the earth?


Where is your mom? What are you cursed?
Where is your mother? Are you cursed?


Where are you from?
Where do you come from?


Where was your birth?
Where were you born?


Where was you first?
What was your first experience?


Why weren't you in church?
Why were you not at church?


Why is there dirt, all on your shirt?
Why is there dirt all over your shirt?


Man I think that you're going berserk
I believe you are going crazy


Am I a psycho? (Psycho)
Am I mentally ill? (Psycho)


Yeah I'm a psycho (psycho)
Yes, I am insane (mentally ill)


I guess I'm a psycho (psycho, psycho, psycho)
I suppose I am mentally ill (insane)




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Aaron Dontez Yates, Bobby Ray Jr. Simmons, Marcus Hopson

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@NaxacidOfficial

Super veel zin om deze 3 heren op Supremacy te zien! :) Badass track!

@estelamercado1128

such a classic

@saurer1

HARDDD, never seen trap fitting in a raw track before, so great job! 

@19vince64

B-Freqz never dissapoint me! O

@videocyril62

I prefered it at The Qontinent than at home, Frequencerz needs to be seen Live ! They always destroy the crowd !

@es1000910

B-FREQZ are best!!:D

@eduardovillegas727

2020 💪

@brianwijbenga4510

this is my show straight in your face like psyco

@DonnyG1

Some crazy bassfaces in that vid lol awesome track by these yet again

@nicolasbazire4812

Psycho!! Epic track!!

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