I'm friends with the monster

That's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me

Stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy

Yeah,you think I'm crazy crazy

I wanted the fame,but not the cover of Newsweek

Oh well,guess beggers can't be choosey

Wanted to receive attention for my music

Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me

Been wanting my cake,And eat it too

And wanting it both ways

Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated

When I blew seep and it was confusing

Cause all I wanted to do

is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf

Abused ink,used it as a tool when I blew steam

Hit the lottery oh wee

With what I gave up to get was bittersweet

It was like winning a huge meet

Ironic 'cause I think

I'm getting so huge I need a shrink

I'm beginning to lose sleep

one sheep,two sheep

Going cuckoo and cookey as Kool Keith

But I'm actually weirder than you think

Cause I'm...

I'm friends with the monster

That's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me

Stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy

Yeah,you think I'm crazy

Well,that's nothing

oh oh oh oh

oh oh

Well,that's nothing

oh oh oh oh

oh oh

Now I ain't much of a poet

But I know somebody once

told me to seize the moment

And don't squander it

Cause you never know

when it could all be over

Tomorrow so I keep conjuring

Sometimes I wonder

where these thoughts spawn from

Yeah,ponder it,do you want this?

there's no wonder you're losing your mind

the way you're wandering?

I think you've been

wandering off down yonder

and stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen

Cause I needed an interventionist

to intervene between me

and this monster

And save me from myself

and all this conflict

Cause the very thing that I love

is killing me and I can't conquer it

My OCD is conking me in the head

Keep knocking,nobody's home,

I'm sleepwalking

I'm just relaying what the voice

in my head saying

Don't shoot the messenger,

I'm just friends with the...

I'm friends with the monster

That's under my bed

Get along with the voices

inside of my head

You're trying to save me

Stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy

Yeah,you think I'm crazy

Well,that's nothing

oh oh oh oh

oh oh

Well,that's nothing

oh oh oh oh

oh oh oh oh

Call me crazy,but I had this vision

One day that,I'd walk amongst you

a regular civilian

But,until then,

drums get killed a

nd I'm Coming straight at

Emcees,blood get spilled and I

Take it back to the days that,

I get on a Dre track

Give every kid who got played at

Pumped the feeling

and sh*t to say back

To the kids who played 'em

I ain't here to save the ****ing children

But if one kid out of a hundred million

Who are going through a struggle feels

and it relates that's great

It's payback,

Russell Wilson falling way back

In the draft,

turn nothing into something still,

can make that

Straw in the gold chump I will spend

Rumpelstiltskin in a hay stack

Maybe I need a straightjacket,

face facts

I am nuts for real,

but I'm okay with that

It's nothing,

I'm still friends with the...

I'm friends with the monster

That's under my bed

Get along with the voices

inside of my head

You're trying to save me

Stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy

Yeah,you think I'm crazy

I'm friends with the monster

That's under my bed

Get along with the voices

inside of my head

You're trying to save me

Stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy

Yeah,you think I'm crazy

Well,that's nothing

oh oh oh oh

oh oh

well,that's nothing

oh oh oh oh

oh oh oh oh