Skitsofrantic Insane Clown Posse

[Intro]
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic

[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Just leave me alone, get the fuck on
Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home
I hear people walking in the other room
Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
Try to drive home, someone's in the back
Whisperin words, breathin on my neck
Flickin my ear, I know they're right there
But I can't see em in my mirror, uh
Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead
They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head
Hiding under covers, they're trying get me
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I got a phone call, I can't pick it up
Can't do a thing, just let it ring
Cause if I do, the phone will explode
I think I better leave him on hold

[Chorus]
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
("[?] the commissioner has, uh")
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
("Bent over backwards, uh, literally")
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
("In the last several weeks, in attempting to resolve")
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
("Uh, this, uh, impasse")