Lyrics:

[intro]
i See You Loo-King At Me, Loo-King At Me, So I Ask

[chorus]
am I A Psycho Am I A Psycho
yeah I’m A Psycho; I Guess I’m A Psycho

[tech N9ne]
you’re Crazy, I Like You, But You’re Crazy
my Tours Paid Me, So I Used That Dough To Allure Ladies To Manure Bathe Me
never That My Minds For Sure Shady
pure Hades, Rev X Stady Couldn’t Endure To Save Me
why Do I Let This Stripper Burn Me On My Arm With A Cigarette In The Same Spot 10 Times In A Row When I Felt That Burn Upon The Clitoris
i’mma Get Her Wet, Sorry To Get Carried Away, I Feel Stupid Because I Ain’t Did Er Yet
maybe She Never Let A Fine Nigga Stare At Her Breasts, I Get Vexed So N9ne Bit Her Neck
open! I Try To Contain It But That Dame Thang’s Soakin’
alter Ego Say Why You Let Them Gang Bang Folk In
strange Lane Hopin’ I Can Maintain Copin’ But Ain’t Nobody Talkin' When The Insane Mane Spoken
i Like Fire On My Skin, Blood On My Drawers, From Up On Her Walls, I’m Sufferin, I’m Stuck In Her Claws, Stuffed In Her Jaws, Huffin' And Puffin', I'm A Dog, Afterwards I Like Really Hot Scalding Water On My Balls

[chorus]
am I A Psycho Am I A Psycho
yea I’m A Psycho; I Guess I’m A Psycho

[hopsin]
mom, Dad I’m No Longer The Boy You’re Used To Seeing
i’ve Changed A Lot, Plus I’ve Grown To Hate Every Human Being
my Mood Swings Have Now Turned My Dreams Into Gruesome Scenes
now I’m Doing Things I Don’t Normally Do When Illusion Seem To Be The Only Pleasures I Can Gain
heck If I Was Sane I Would've Put Down The Mic And Say Fuck It I’ll Never Rise To Fame
but With The Wicked Records I Contain, I Could Prolly Jeopardize Your Name
no Lovey-Dovey Let’s Ignite The Flame, If You’re Lucky You'll Survive The Pain

sorry That Ain’t Very Merry To Say, Why Is This Game So Scary To Play
well Lemme Think, Cuz Every Day My Balls Are Getting Too Hairy To Shave
pause A Minute, I’m Stressin’ The Game, If I Go To Hell, Than Heavens To Blame
i Don’t Mean To Come Off Crazy, But You Mothafuckas Seem To Think That I’m Hella Deranged
when I Was Seven Years Old, I Fell On My Head And I Severed My Brain
if You Think I’m Lyin Then Ask My Mama Nigga She’ll Go Tell You The Same
should I Be Ashamed No, I’m Livin’ My Life So Ghetto Fabulous
before You Get Bent Outta Shape Lemme Ask You This

[chorus]
am I A Psycho Am I A Psycho
yea I’m A Psycho; I Guess I’m A Psycho

[b.o.b]
i Stab You With This Mic And Rap This Verse I’m Rappin’ To You
matter Fact I’m Rappin’ Through You
never Say My Motherfuckin Name Unless You Absolutely Have To
i Am Not No Fucking Jacket With No Matching Shoes And You Are Not No Fashion Guru
can’t Even See You Niggas, Yall Wish I Was Rappin’ To You
matter Fact Act Like I’m Rappin’ To You If That Gives You Passion To Use
this As An Excuse Than Just Jump Out Of Conclusion That I’m Attackin You Dudes Is Just Like Old Fashion Voodoo
yall Ain’t Even The Shit, No Yall Ain’t Even The Doodoo
i Got More Flavor On The Tissue Paper Under My Two Boots
so I’m Slappin You Fools With Wooden Paddles You Stupid
baby Sittin’ Low Baskets Like Little Afternoon Children
you Can Call Me Psychotic But It’s More Like Schizophrenic
and I Can Speak Can Anyone Tell Me Just Where My Medicine Is
guess I Gotta Show These Minors Just What My Avenue Is
man I Swear I’m All About My Brain Like Graduate Students
i’m Sorry, I Didn’t Mean To Hurt Your Feelings
i See Your Tears, Come Here, Give Me Your Face, Let Me Clear It
but I Wonder How It Would Look If I Were To Peel It Back With A Skilliet
then I’mma Fill It Crack When I Hit It, Then I’mma Spill It Back When You Heal It
dammit Bobby Boy, What In The Hell, What In The Heaven, What In The Earth
where Is Your Mom Why Do You Cursed Where Are You From
where Was Your Birth Where Was You First Why Weren’t You In Church Why Is There Dirt, All On Your Shirt Man I Think You’re Going Berserk

[outro]
am I A Psycho Am I A Psycho
yea I’m A Psycho; I Guess I’m A Psycho
am I A Psycho Am I A Psycho
yea I’m A Psycho; I Guess I’m A Psycho