Like A Psycho

They call me a scary disaster Keeping it barely together What the hell's the meaning Of "sanity"? Because I barely remember The definition seems to be Missing from the dictionary, i better Reach out to Merriam Webster Excuse me ma'am can I ask ya? What's a basket case? Hey Can anyone help me define it? I think I've lost all reason and I'm probably not gonna find it My train of thought is off the rails 'cause I was one track minded Like right now I need one more rhyme To end this 4 bar rhyme with I got those psycho vibes Ripping through you like a cyclone Tie you to a missile Here's a ticket for your flight home Keep your hands off my planet because My flag has been planted I plan on crackin' open More vaults than Jack, i'm the Handsomest Devil ever And you can bet I've got a Guardian Angel Yes I'm a hazard to you but To myself I'm hardly a danger So remind me what the f is "sanity"? I'm scared I'll forget Especially when I'm strapped with This massive alien tech I'm rocking billions of ill guns It's real fun Every target on my hit list? Fulfilled, son If you're with the "Children of The Vault" you will run Like a crate filled with whiteclaws I'll kill them Get my money grab my guns Put on a smile everything is cool When you're feeling like a psycho Yeah, I'm a weirdo lost my mind Put on a smile everything is cool When you're feeling like a psycho Even if I catch flak I'm faster to clap back Than CL4PTR4P in a backpack Blastin' some fat tracks Meet a real badass who has Racks stacked with mad gats I'll drop my hazmat pants so you Can shake hands with my asscrack Like Mad Max if he had a Rap sheet of indecent exposure But the only exposure you'll get from Me is gonna be an explosion These borderlands are a borderline disaster That was a homage 'Cause we're so hungry for mayhem we May never fill up our stomachs We're the hunters of the vault And we'll empty 'em Of eridium, if you got some Do not simply give me some I want all of it or you're Gonna get shot and then looted It's your decision which one of the ways You want us to do it I'm rocking billions of ill guns It's real fun Every target on my hit list? Fulfilled, son If you're with the "Children of The Vault" you will run Like a crate filled with whiteclaws I'll kill them Get my money grab my guns Put on a smile everything is cool When you're feeling like a psycho Yeah, I'm a weirdo lost my mind Put on a smile everything is cool When you're feeling like a psycho Wait up a second, JT you're losing your head See don't go psychotic again or we'll Put you in the asylum With the Calypso twins counting up their sins Like a heavy algebraic math equation This planet's looking far Pandora's looking wide So you better Catch-A-Ride 'Cause there ain't no Ubers coming by You see my mental wealth Has taken a dip in it's price I'm going crazier and crazier One vault at a time Get my money grab my guns Put on a smile everything is cool When you're feeling like a psycho Yeah, I'm a weirdo lost my mind Put on a smile everything is cool When you're feeling like a psycho