Mr. Johnson’s Head Insane Clown Posse

[Intro]
"Hello, class. My name's Mr. Felcher"
("Dude, I'm sick of all these substitutes, dog. Where the fuck is Mr. Johnson at?")
"Mr. Johnson seems to be out today with a virus, so I'll be your substitute teacher this afternoon."
("Dude, I don't know, dude, I think he's at fucking home, jacking off, man")
"Now children, I don't want any shenanigans or horseplay"
("Naw, dog")
"There'll be no gum chewing, and please raise your hand if you wish to speak"
("You think so, man?" "No way, he's a fucking dork")
"If any of these rules are broken, I'll write your name down, and Mr. Johnson will punish you as he sees fit"
("Naw dog, guess what I heard, man. I heard he's dead" "No way!")

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Sitting in my class with my head on my desk
Teacher's trying to talk but I could give a fuck less
I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in love with
But she don't even know my name it's always been the same
I just lay my head down and drown in my spit
Nobody even notices I'm here 'cause I ain't shit
I'm hearing voices but I don't know what they saying
Sweat is on my forehead 'cause my brain's inside decaying
And this bitch that I love probably don't have no idea
She's talking to her friends, I'm in the corner and I see her
Something's happening but it isn't very clear
Sounds like a bell, sounds like an electric chair
Next thing I know I'm walking in the crowded hall
So many different faces that I throw up on the wall
Some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare
But I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere
See, my head is spinning 'cause I'm lonely and I'm twisted
But I have a secret, everybody missed it
I'm just a nobody, and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag