Founded in Detroit in 1989, Insane Clown Posse performs a style of hardcore hip hop known as horrorcore and is known for its elaborate live performances. Originally known as JJ Boyz and Inner City Posse, the group introduced supernatural- and horror-themed lyrics as a means of distinguishing itself stylistically. The duo founded the independent record label Psychopathic Records with Alex Abbiss as manager, and produced and starred in the feature films Big Money Hustlas and Big Money Rustlas. They formed their own professional wrestling promotion, Juggalo Championship Wrestling, and later collaborated with many hip hop and rock musicians.
The songs of Insane Clown Posse center thematically on the mythology of the Dark Carnival, a metaphoric limbo in which the lives of the dead are judged by one of several entities. The Dark Carnival is elaborated through a series of stories called Joker's Cards, each of which offers a specific lesson designed to change the "evil ways" of listeners before "the end consumes us all". The original lineup of Insane Clown Posse was John Utsler (John Kickjazz), Joe Bruce (Violent J) and Joey Utsler (Shaggy 2 Dope). John Utsler left before Carnival of Carnage was released in 1992.
Insane Clown Posse's performance style is often described as horrorcore hip hop, which "utilize shocking (and blatantly over-the-top) narratives to give an over-exaggerated, almost cartoon-like version of urban deprivation in Detroit", according to author Sara Cohen. Bruce and Utsler describe many of their lyrics as being tongue-in-cheek. The group's early work features a raw, minimalistic sound, which later evolved into a more rock-oriented style. The group's lyrics serve as morality tales, with songs focusing on subjects such as cannibalism, murder and necrophilia. Insane Clown Posse's debut album, Carnival of Carnage, features a politically-oriented focus, criticizing elitism and prejudice against those who live in the ghetto, while the album's liner notes criticize the Gulf War. The group's lyrics have opposed racism, bigotry, domestic violence, and child abuse.
Insane Clown Posse has covered songs by Geto Boys, Sly Fox, and Above the Law. Bruce and Utsler refer to Ice Cube, Awesome Dre, Geto Boys, and Esham as influences on their own music, while Bruce has expressed admiration for Gong, Pearl Jam, and Michael Jackson. Mike E. Clark's production for the group incorporates elements such as "carnival organ riffs, power chords and shotgun blasts...banjolike plucking and Van Halen-esque guitar squeals", while Bruce and Utsler sometimes alternate between rapping and screaming. Bruce has credited pop music as an influence on some of the group's material, even terming the music "Wicked Pop". Bruce has also stated "We do our own genre of music". In his review of The Tempest, Allmusic's David Jeffries writes that Bruce and Utsler "[rap] in a carnival barker fashion that fits with their circus motif, their Insane Clown disguises, and Mike E. Clark's big top-inspired production." Insane Clown Posse has influenced similar acts, such as Axe Murder Boyz, Blaze Ya Dead Homie and Boondox.
Skitsofrantic
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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Leave me alone, get the fuck on
Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home
I hear people walking in the other room
Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
Try to drive home, someone's in the back
Whisperin words, breathin on my neck
Flickin my ear, I know they're right there
Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead
They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head
Hiding under covers, they're trying get me
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I got a phone call, I can't pick it up
Can't do a thing, just let it ring
Cause if I do, the phone will explode
I think I better leave him on hold
(Chorus)
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (X4)
I better just chill, bitch get real
I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal
You want me dead so that you can get paid
I ain't gotta dime, so don't waste your time
I gotta kill them or they'll kill me
Who's these guys trying to walk down my street
He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin'
I'm a give his ass something, motherfucker
The man next door try to take me out
So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
Here come the cops, I don't know shit
How do I know you're legit, bitch?
I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem
Cause I can tell, he's just one of them
Every night I see him on my little TV
He's always looking at me, why?
(Chorus)
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (X4)
Sittin in my room, everything's dark
I think I heard somebody fart
Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me
And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello?
I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
Pulled out an axe and take off my clothes
Paint my face like a wicked clown
I'm down, straight skitsofrantic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (X13)
Hey, hey, hey
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
Hey, hey, hey
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
Hey, hey, hey
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
No, you ain't getting none, bitch
This shit costs money
Oh, hey hey, kiddies
How are you liking the ride thus far?
Excellent
This next one is about that shit
That comes out of the sewers and pipes
And chokes your neck
It's called the Smog
Ahahahahaha
The song "Skitsofrantic" by Insane Clown Posse is about the struggles of living with schizophrenia, a mental disorder that causes a person to have delusions, hallucinations, and disordered thinking. The lyrics depict the experiences of someone with schizophrenia who is constantly paranoid that people are watching them, plotting against them, and trying to harm them. They struggle to distinguish reality from their own thoughts and fears.
Throughout the song, the singer hears sounds and sees things that aren't there, which contributes to their paranoia. They hear people walking in the room next to them, whispering in their ear, and even hiding under their bed. They also see people watching them on TV and in their neighborhood. The singer becomes increasingly agitated and delusional as the song progresses, eventually resorting to violence as they feel like they are being threatened.
In conclusion, "Skitsofrantic" is a chilling portrayal of the inner turmoil and distress experienced by individuals with schizophrenia. The lyrics show the impact of the disorder on the person's ability to function and understand the world around them, as well as the psychological toll it takes on their mental health.
Line by Line Meaning
Skitsofrantic, don't panic
I have a mental condition that makes me paranoid and scared, but I'm asking you not to worry about it
Leave me alone, get the fuck on
I want to be left alone, I don't want any company bothering me
Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home
My mental illness is a part of me, it doesn't go away in the safety of my home
I hear people walking in the other room
I have auditory hallucinations that make me hear people walking around when there's no one there
Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
I'm experiencing delusions that someone is in my kitchen cooking food, but there's no one there
Try to drive home, someone's in the back
I feel like there's someone sitting in the back seat of my car when I'm driving, even though there's no one there
Whispering words, breathing on my neck
I feel like someone is whispering and breathing on my neck, but there's no one there
Flicking my ear, I know they're right there
I feel like someone is flicking my ear, I can sense their presence even though I can't see them
But I can't see em in my mirror, uh
I feel like someone is there, but they don't show up in my reflection, which makes me question my sanity
Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead
I feel like I would be better off dead than living with my illness and the paranoia it brings
They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head
I'm experiencing delusions that people are plotting to kill me
Hiding under covers, they're trying get me
I feel like people are trying to hurt me, and hiding under the covers makes me feel safer
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I feel like there's someone else under the covers with me, but there's no one there
I got a phone call, I can't pick it up
I'm too scared to answer the phone, I don't know who it is or what they want
Can't do a thing, just let it ring
I can't answer the phone, I have to let it ring, even though it makes me anxious
Cause if I do, the phone will explode
I'm experiencing delusions that the phone is going to explode if I answer it
I think I better leave him on hold
I decide not to answer the phone, it's better to avoid any potential danger
(Chorus)
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (X4)
The chorus repeats that I'm dealing with a mental illness, and asks others not to panic because of my condition
I better just chill, bitch get real
I need to calm down, and I don't want anyone to try to argue with me or dismiss my fears
I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal
I have delusions that people are trying to harm me, even though there's no evidence of it
You want me dead so that you can get paid
I experience paranoid delusions that people are conspiring to kill me for financial gain
I ain't gotta dime, so don't waste your time
I have no money, so there's no reason for anyone to try to harm or exploit me
I gotta kill them or they'll kill me
I feel like I need to defend myself and kill people who are trying to hurt me, even though there's no evidence of them actually doing so
Who's these guys trying to walk down my street
I feel paranoid that anyone walking down my street is there to do harm to me
He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin'
I'm trying to rationalize my paranoia by assuming that people who I don't know are just pretending to do harmless things
I'm a give his ass something, motherfucker
I feel like I need to take violent action against anyone who I feel is trying to harm me
The man next door try to take me out
I'm experiencing paranoid delusions that my neighbor is trying to kill me
So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
I'm resorting to violent acts to defend myself against imagined threats, even if they're not real
Here come the cops, I don't know shit
I'm afraid of law enforcement and can't help them in their investigation
How do I know you're legit, bitch?
I'm questioning the legitimacy of the police, and whether or not they're working against me
I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem
I'm blaming someone specific for my paranoid fears, even though there's no evidence that they're involved
Cause I can tell, he's just one of them
I feel like I can sense who is conspiring against me, even if I don't have any logical reason to suspect them
Every night I see him on my little TV
I'm experiencing hallucinations that someone is watching me on my TV, even if it's turned off
He's always looking at me, why?
I'm paranoid that someone is always watching me, and I don't know why
(Chorus)
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (X4)
The chorus is repeated again
Sittin in my room, everything's dark
I'm alone in my room, and everything feels ominous and scary
I think I heard somebody fart
I'm experiencing auditory hallucinations, even imagining that I can hear someone farting
Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me
I'm confused as to how I could be hearing things that aren't there, especially since I'm the only one in the room
And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello?
I'm hearing things that aren't there, and now believe someone is trying to enter my room by turning a key
I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
I'm feeling overwhelmed by my paranoia and am lashing out at those around me
Pulled out an axe and take off my clothes
I'm so scared and paranoid that I'm willing to resort to violent and erratic behavior
Paint my face like a wicked clown
I'm experiencing a moment of delusion, imagining that painting my face like a clown is somehow going to protect me or fend off my enemies
I'm down, straight skitsofrantic
My mental state has deteriorated to the point where I'm experiencing a mental breakdown
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (X13)
The chorus repeats one last time, emphasizing that I'm dealing with a serious mental illness
Hey, hey, hey
An interjection that doesn't have a specific meaning in the context of the song
No, you ain't getting none, bitch
I'm angry and defiant, telling someone that they won't be able to take advantage of me
This shit costs money
There's a financial aspect to my paranoid delusions, as I believe that people are trying to take advantage of me for monetary gain
Oh, hey hey, kiddies
An interjection that doesn't have a specific meaning in the context of the song
How are you liking the ride thus far?
This is an indirect reference to the overall theme of the song, which is about the experience of living with paranoid delusions
Excellent
A sarcastic response, as the song is about a very dark and difficult mental state
This next one is about that shit
A reference to the next song on the album, rather than anything specifically related to this song's theme
That comes out of the sewers and pipes
A reference to pollution, smog, and other environmental hazards that can cause health problems or contribute to mental illness
And chokes your neck
A reference to the difficulty of breathing, which can be a symptom of mental illness or caused by environmental pollution
It's called the Smog
This is a reference to the title of the next song on the album, rather than anything directly related to this song's theme
Ahahahahaha
An interjection that doesn't have any meaningful content or context in the song
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Written by: H JONES
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