Spit
It's not like I'm crazy or I'm half-insane
When I hear that tic go off inside my brain, I spit
I don't care who I hit
But I ain't too good an aim, so you'd better stay outside my brain
I don't swear or hit anyone I hate
Just keep it all inside until a state of spit
Don't care who I hit
But I ain't too good an aim, so you'd better stay outside my brain
I spit
And don't care who I hit
But I ain't too good an aim, so you'd better stay outside my brain