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