Dichotomy - Princess Superstar

I got a dichotomy inside of me like sodomy

My brain and body fight on the potty part of me wants a lobotomy

It’s botherin me you need to bottle me

Into a pill sell me at CVS next to the dill

Viagra for the terminally ill

Sick and out of control I tried Chicken Soup for the Soul

A dick in my hole, but that didn’t roll

Like grassy knoll I shoot my mouth off take my top off on

Get my rocks off on Prada knockoff I’m gone

I cop rock on the dope block I’d rather rot than cop dope

I’d rather snot than snort coke I cope with Diet Coke

No pope no beau elope alone on the low

No dough but for those in the know, I’m famous you know?

(No)

Sick of talk I’d rather cough sick of rap mixed with rock

Sick of Kid Rock makin off on the chart while I’m caught makin art

I’m a narc smokin trees in the dark part of the car park

Keep on Moving I stopped

Ache for home but can’t go there surrounded and lonely I don’t care

But you see, I really do, I do — Don’t let the look fool you

I’m the worst I’m the best I’m a mess I’m a stress

This is the first time you heard this song but then you know the rest

My Lex -no Lex my Tech decks are all wrecked

My ex is on Ex I’m a sex symbol and no sex

I’m shy and kinda awkward when it comes to the men

But I’m Princess Superstar and I got a big mouth like the men-Watch

I’m horny cut like Lizzie Borden fuck this biz I’m bored n keep a Source award

Locked in a mental ward with a guard warden

An oxymoron-I'm a moron and I swore on the Qu’ran I’d never be poor

But now I’m tourin for ½ the door

And watch porn at 4 in the mornin recordin the bass player snorin

At the Red Roof Inn while Korn gets bored at the Four Seasons

Hardcore and don’t drink I’m part Mormon

My Menorah, lawd, I got Christmas decorations

Impatient I’m patient paid like Peter Gatien erasin past ace education

My brother was once at Yale now he’s on methadone

Nice vacation

Paradox got a pair of rocks in a jewel box

But the type of rocks you find in ya tool box

Your school socks bust locks in ya mind dine

Like a lion pack I leave the meek behind

Line drive like a lineback I’m weak for weeks at a time

Peep me look like a prep speak like a freak

Lead like a sheep love animals eat lots of meat

White but rhyme on the beat speak at the beep

Are you there?

I can’t sleep

My new song is amazing but like not good enough to keep

I’m starving I can’t eat

I’m hot I got cold feet, hope you sleep better than me

Hope you feel better than me — My life it’s just a dichotomy

(And I’m smart but did I use that word properly?)