text: Well, it looks like hes a little disoriented or something
  Its always possible the guy could be on something
  Um, 
  Get off, get off, get off, get off, get off, get off, get off, get off, get off it, get off it
  Get off it! Get off it!
  Ayy, Very Rare Boyz 
  Sad, so sad 
  See my reflection is vague
  Looks are deceptive keep changing directive
  And will leave your heart in a daze 
  Minds in a maze, without a complain
  Im charging and putting the brakes
  Knock-Knock, whos there? young bitch
  What you meant to me?
  Couldnt be the same, If you vent to me
  Now I pop these Xans and this Ecstasy 
  Any motherfucker that could love a motherfucker
  Couldve loved another nigga at the first, you see
  And they changin your mind and the time, in the night
  Coulda made a big hurt, you see
  Hercules, with a heart full of darts
  Shouldve known from the start
  Bitch fuck retard in the mind as shit
  Vague as shit, Vague as shit 
  In this ocean, yeah, paint it red
  Now youre dead, surface, with the dead 
  In this ocean, yeah, paint it red 
  Brain dead 
  Brain dead