What… What?!
fck… if you wont tell me what it is…
Alright… now… fckin greedy motherfcker, bitch!
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Cold sweats, shake em off
Im dry heavement, chokin on blood clots
Hallucinations are comin to real life
Reflects of my face in the back of a butcher knife
Time after time, in the middle of the night
I stare at the ceiling, but I loose sight
I said my prayers, and I tuck myself in tight
But my bed still shakes, somethin aint right
Oh shit, its Claude, I tend to forget
Its way past midnight and he aint ate yet
No way, Dick, Im almost out of pills
And you already went through my past 3 refills
Dont tell me what to do, bitch, Im on it
I still got that puff from last week in the closet
Good, hes straight, thats just fine
But what the fck am I supposed to do in the mean time.
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Coffee shop opens, Im already in the corner
Sippin my latte, with crushed up sugar powder
Ive been up for days, can barely see through the crust
Infest in my eyes, my skins pale and flush
Only times in my life I recall being happy
Rubbin the hotties, tap a little nappy
Insanity setup, I try to catch me
My walls came crumblin, reality slapped me
Everywhere I look, theres no sign of my soul
So my sights are set to feel that empty hole
That is where he comes in, yeah, him again
Claude mastered the art of body disposing
He dont want shit but a little snack
His belly gets full, and me, I get my life back
So hopefully, today, like all the years past
I pick the right guide and avoid a bloodbath
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
You… You… You
Its always about you, aint it?
Not this time… Not this time!
This time is about me, me, ME!
Medications wearin off, I hear sirens
Yellin in loud speakers, and screechin tires
Quit playing, Claude, I aint fckin around
A billyclub bounced off my head and laid me out
A week mustve passed, hmm, I suppose
Im in a dank ass, padded room with no clothes
Shackled to the floor, you call this the bone
This may be Hell to you, but Im right at home
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic
Youre in me… Take me out this dirty attic
Youre in me… Clean the cobwebs out my attic