text: Everybodys got opinions
  On the way youre living 
  But, see, they cant fill your shoes
  Life is made of half illusion 
  Forty percent confusion 
  Whatevers left Im using to keep myself from losing, yeah
  You dont know what Ive been through 
  Hell, I might go through you 
  Uh-oh, oh-no-oahohh 
  Hey, hey, hey, hey 
  And mm-mmmmmm 
  All in all, its all in my head
  You know its that high guy, from East P.I
  Spittin the realness of reality, you mad at me
  Boi how you gonna handle me?
  You want me to lolligag and talk that bullshit?
  I refuse to play so Im gon speak that Southern good shit
  That harder than yo hood shit, lil shit
  That make yall niggas think about the trigger
  Before you pull it, on liquor stores and banks
  Them folks got more than enough bullets to put that ass
  Off in the slang, dont claim no gang, we the niggas
  That did that Aint No Thang But a Chicken Wang
  But still though, how you gonna play a nigga like dildo
  We OutKast til its over, barbecue and never mildew
  For real bro
  In tonights news 20th century technology:
  Has the computer age, scientists, and doctors gone too far? 
  Einstein or Frankenstein?
  Dr. Scholls, or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?
  Are we digging into new ground
  Or digging our own graves? Story at 11
  Data girls are horny tonight 
  Fuzzy logic, their pubic virginity 
  Ooooh oooh ooh .. 
  Ooooh oooh ooh .. 
  Conceived under the influence of toxic wasted doctors
  Computer bugging debugging devices and vice versa
  And various viruses
  Performing with laser light precision and verbal incision
  For a lingustic ballistic lobotomy
  Mind-fuckin you, a psycho-sodomy
  Of the medulla oblongata
  Exit your mind down your spine and out your behind
  Fuck you
  Synthesizer, microwave me 
  Give me a drug so I can make seven babies
  Pump my breasts up, can you suck the fat up 
  Please make my life appear
  Like aint no such thing as bad luck 
  My nose aint right, think I need a new one
  Just take your pick, a yellow, red, a black, or a blue one
  Virtual reality? Virtual bullshit! 
  Synthesizer preachers can reach you up in the pulpit
  Who a bitch? 
  Give me my gat so I can smoke this nigga
  Tell his mamma not to cry 
  Because they can clone him quicker
  Than it took his daddy to make him
  Niggas bitin verbatim 
  Thought provokin records radio never played dem
  Instant, quick grits, new, improved 
  Hurry hurry, rush rush, world on the move 
  Marijuana illegal but cigarettes cool
  I might LOOK kinda funny but I aint no fool 
  Now if you wanna synthesize I emp-athize 
  Now if you wanna synthesize I emp-athize 
  But if you synthesize I will understand 
  Youll synthesize a man
  repeated harmonized chants of synthesizer throughout verse
  Data boys are horny tonight
  SCSI with a booty in her face
  Problem seeking, data searching, access sleeping
  Gravity is safe in cyberspace
  Cybersexy Wendy web walking in the nude 
  Digital good time, digital good time 
  Said shed lapdance on your laptop
  While your laptops in your lap 
  Digital good time, digital good time
  Cybersexy Wendy web walkin in the nude
  Digital good time, digital good time
  Said shed tapdance on your laptop
  While your laptops in your lap
  Digital good time, digital good time
  Digital good time, digital good time
  Oooh cybersexy Wendy web walkin in the nude
  Digital good time, digital good time
  Digital good time, digital good time
  Fuzzy logic, their pubic virginity
  Wassup, man?
  Wassup player, wassup, wassup? Whatchu need? Whatchu need?
  Shit, trying to smoke good like you
  Shit, I aint smoking good, Im just out here trying to pay these bills, my nigga
  What it look like for the Oskie-Wowskie?
  Shit, for you? Cause you my nigga, shit, 65
  65?
  Yup, yeah
  You don charged me 50 the other day
  Its some of that goddamn LA, some of that west coast
  So it mustve had a fifteen-dollar plane ticket added on to the motherfucker
  Aye, shit, aye, I aint the one to put the tag on it, my nigga, I just sell to you just the way I get it, know what Im saying?
  Stems and seeds and everything, huh?
  Shit, you know how it go, playa
  Well, Imma tell it like this, I cant even smoke like that so you can go on and keep that
  Shit, I holla at you later then
  Ill holler at you to then, dont holla at me no more
  Shit, holla at you
  Bye, nigga
  Yo