Following Me [Alternative Hook] lyrics

[Hook]
I'm not what you could be
I'm not what I have been
I'm something that these people ain't ever seen
I'm a little bit psycho
A little bit crazy
And every other little thing in between
I'm addicted to drugs, drinks, smokes, and women
That's the sh*t that I love please don't forget 'em
Cause when I come 'round
You better believe that every single one of those things is following me

[Verse 1: GrewSum]
I had a dream where a drug took me
Plus three of my homies and then f*ckin OD'd
Just me and my f*ckin drinks I'm lovin the company
I'm somethin you love to see
A druggy stuck in a tree
In a snuggie puffin on weed
Swattin a bunch of bees
I'm not sure if they're real
But the buzzin won't f*ckin cease
I've been seein em and hearin em for days upon days
Either I'm a honey pot or baby I'm crazy
Will someone help me?
Get a ladder or somethin
I'm thinkin of flappin my arms now and actually jumpin
It's been at least 5 days since I've had a concussion
From smashin my face with a hammer while laughin and chucklin
My good guy doll looks exactly like chucky did
He stabs me a lot and gets mad when I look at him
I really don't get it, I'm f*ckin confused
And don't ask me what I'm on man I'm not in the mood
[Hook]
I'm not what you could be
I'm not what I have been
I'm something that these people ain't ever seen
I'm a little bit physco
A little bit crazy
And every other little thing in between
I'm addicted to drugs, drinks, smokes, and women
That's the sh*t that I love please don't forget 'em
Cause when I come round
You better believe that every single those of things is following me

[Verse 2: Hopsin]
I'm just a loony bast*rd
Lookin to get my doozy ass kicked
Who'd imagine my life sucks with a mood to match it
Non-enthusiastic beggin for cash and I rudely ask it
People assume that I'm just a loser they're usually accurate
Any day I beat my meat on a scale of like 2, 3 average
Then I properly wipe my p*nis off with a soothing fabric
After that I get creative and try to build fruity gadgets
I'm almost done making a bedframe with a moving mattress
That walks and talks
That should revive my loneliness
Hopefully I can make money and buy me a cozy crib
And get some older friends to have at the moment its only kids
My reality'll make all your homies say holy sh*t
I heard a rumor that Hopsin died and I hope he did
Cause his contacts are so f*ckin ugly his nose is big
Oh, his music is just horrible it's inappropriate
And he claims he's not retarded no more but I know he is
[Hook]
I'm not what you could be
I'm not what I have been
I'm something that these people ain't ever seen
I'm a little bit physco
A little bit crazy
And every other little thing in between
I'm addicted to drugs, drinks, smokes, and women
That's the sh*t that I love please don't forget 'em
Cause when I come round
You better believe that every single those of things is following me

[Verse 3: Gravity Wisewords]
sh*t I write this on an iPad, a scribble in the notebook
Do as I did as a kid commit until it's so good
They could hardly deny it
Work the kinks out my scientific triumphs
Supply em with quite a product to admire
To aspire to be like
Inspire light into your life
A wildfire in the minds of 100 set within your sights
Man I'm Gravity WiseWords I'm Gravioli
And if I'm not getting drunk I'm writing, mixing, and recording
Sc*mmy bears in your jack
Funny dances to match
My underwear show my man legs and carebear print
Jack and coke makes a cracker grow some big balls
I grab them both from out your throat
Like f*ckin cloraseptic or italian whores
Breakin barriers of language
Pack luggage my rebuttal will trouble your enlightenment
Like a couple of vicodin
Call me the high fructose in your airplane snacks
I mean your jujyfruits your tater chips your chocolate raisinets
[Hook]
I'm not what you could be
I'm not what I have been
I'm something that these people ain't ever seen
I'm a little bit physco
A little bit crazy
And every other little thing in between
I'm addicted to drugs, drinks, smokes, and women
That's the sh*t that I love please don't forget 'em
Cause when I come round
You better believe that every single those of things is following me