[Verse 1]
Well my feet
They walk on pavement
And My eyes they've been looking at gold
And my nails
They're strumming steel
It's the fastest way to get my story told

[Verse]
And there's you
My biggest critic
Staring at me from across the glass
I'd punch you in the face and I'd shatter my knuckles
Still get a gold star from Sunday mass

[Chorus]
So here I sit bloody nose broken teeth
The doctor diagnosed me with a case of the shiiiiit man
You better get your mind checked out
You better get your mind checked out

[Verse 3]
Money this money that making money for the man
Better fill your piggy bank just as fast as you can
I'm breaking my back
It's breaking my heart
Well Imma take you back to
1996
My momma and my daddy raised one hell of a kid
And then he grew up
Started doing the things he wasn't supposed to do
And now I'm telling my story to you
[Chorus]
Oh here I sit with bloody nose n broken teeth
The doctor diagnosed me with a case of the shiiiiiit man
You better get your mind checked out
You better get your mind checked
Get your mind checked
Get your...

[Bridge]
I've got a problem with the way things be
Social structures, society
But I'm out here, and I'm making my mark
But I ain't a missionary and I ain't a fucking nark yo
Imma take you on a trip down
Revolution road, revolution roaaaaaad

But revolution, ain't allowed