Think I'm Crazy

[Hook: Natalie] I don't know who you are But you seem very nice So will you talk to me? Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a dream? They think I'm crazy They don't know that I like it here [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her The name of my record company, she says (you a singer) [Chamillitairy Mayne] I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer Oh you that guy they talking about when they be whispering "ain't ya?" Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger [What?] Heard the rumors 'bout how your always in trouble or danger [Come on] Not gonna judge you if it's true, so there's no need to explain sir Cause you do have a right to be, you seem like ya nice to me I'm 'bout to order me another drink, yeah would you like a seat? [Yeah] I tell the bartender same Hennessey on ice for me Her drink starts emptying while she's spillin' out her life to me [Slow down] Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be Invitin' me into a session of her life and she Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me She pulls out her picture phone "I got pics, would you like to see?" I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell Giving her soul to me, it's like an identity sell We never met is the story that my memory tells Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennessey well Getting into it, getting intimate and into details See, I just met you and you showing me your kids "Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids" Then who's in this picture, "Man, let me show you just who it is" [Hook: Natalie] I don't know who you are But you seem very nice So will you talk to me? Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a dream? They think I'm crazy They don't know that I like it here [Verse 2: Chamillionaire] Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel Knew she wasn't from here, I knew that she didn't hang a Round this part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see She said she wasn't married but the ring on her finger Told me that she was lyin' and just using the same uhh Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her I bump into this dime, he told me that he used to know you He told me about the loyalty and the love he used to show you He said what he said with a passion like it was so true Wouldn't take advantage of the fact that the listeners really didn't know you There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around To find that photo, I'm like "Oh no there's some trouble in town" I turn around to see two officers coming in now They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground So close that they can listen to either of us now We turn back around and then she says no need for whispering Then she tells me "I don't really give a damn whose listening Try to make it last a long time was my mission And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him Hit 'em with my fist and them punches were never missing him" [Hook: Natalie] I don't know who you are But you seem very nice So will you talk to me? Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a dream? They think I'm crazy They don't know that I like it here [Verse 3: Chamillionaire] Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how Wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile She said pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a smile as power Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower Damn what do you mean? I couldn't tell you that I'm missin him I don't understand what your saying, how did you get rid of him? She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him She stops then I say ''Ay keep talkin I'm listening'' I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing Henny spilling then she tell me For real and That the feeling that I was feeling is that I wanted to kill him Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villian Her voice was getting louder, the moral is getting clearer The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her Told me It was protection, Reached for it in the stash The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at last Baby I think you crazy, I'm sorry I'm pressing for time I gotta go grind, time’s been interesting Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing That this conversation is two types of evil confession She pulls a clearer picture, It's my damn ex-best friend How you know him? She told me that she was with him at his house Watching movies for Sundays when they be chilling And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him The feeling was the worst feeling she possibly could be feeling Stood up and then I yelled out "Why the hell did you kill him?" I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, she had sex with 'em and that's crazy!