Diary of a Madman

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, anybody seen my diary? Oh, there it is I gotta write this shit down. Check it out [Verse 1] Dear Diary, I'm having a little problem I can't make it by myself maybe you can help me solve 'em I'm confused and I don't know what to do I'm hoping you can help me 'cause there's no one else to talk to I want to die, but it ain't for me I try to talk to my dad, but my old man ignores me He says I'm delirious And I drink too much, so he doesn't take me serious But little does he know I'm really losing it I got a head, but ain't no screws in it I be thinking deep That's one of the reasons at night I can't sleep I thought it would change when I was older But even now I'm still peeping over my shoulder Is there life after death too? And what about the nigga with the cane and the black suit? And what about cancer? Too many motherfucking questions, and not enough answers Ain't no use in trying We might as well face it we were all born dying There's a black book in Brad's hands And it's the diary of a madman [Verse 2] Dear diary, today I hit a nigga with the torch Shot him in his face and watched him die on his front porch Left his family heartbroken Flashbacks of him laying there bleeding with his eyes open I can't put the shit behind me I'm know I'm here somewhere, but I can't find me I used to be a drug dealer On the fo rilla, but now I'm a born killer And it ain't no changing me It used to be hard, but now it ain't no thing to me To go up to a nigga's house Put a pistol in his mouth, and blow his fucking brains out No doubt if you cross then I'ma take ya 'Cause I'm a fucking killer by nature You got an M11, bring your weapon Huh, I got an AK-47 It's gonna be a bloody Sunday 'Cause you're fucking with a nigga like Bundy And I was taught not to care Like a Vietnam vet with a thousand-yard stare So welcome to the slaughterhouse nigga Redrum and I'ma be the grave digger And if you want to cap, come cap me I'm trigger happy like my great-grandpappy Just watch for the chrome in my right hand My second entry from the diary of a madman [Verse 3] Dear diary, help me 'cause I'm frantic Sometimes I think I'm going schizophrenic The world's looking dark for instance Maybe 'cause I'm looking from a distance But then again I wear a blindfold Staring at the motherfucking world with my eyes closed To myself, I'm a stranger Walking in the footsteps of danger It's a long path ahead of me I gotta get somewhere 'cause everybody here is scared of me I had a job but they fired me My wife walked off, now I'm living in my diary