Really, I'm scared Walked across Ohio Took me fifty days I talked to the stars They were happy that I came Some days I'm a genius Others I'm insane There is something gorgeous Underneath the pain I can feel it lifting I'm feeling good I'm thinking about David From my old neighborhood A warm and perfect white light In each of my cells I used to be a pop singer Now I am myself Take a little time right now Count my blessings Take a little time right now Just to count my blessings Even when I'm falling There's something underneath Something that is perfect It's almost like a dream I know Vincent van Gogh I know Princess Di And David Foster Wallace He calls me all the time If I think about paradise I'd imagine this No drugs or no alcohol Cause I'm high as it is And I don't want your money I am simply done I just walked away Look what I've become Look what I've become Look what I've become Look what I've become Look what I've become Rolling through South Central Watch your back Bars all on my window Pistol on my bed stand To live and die in L.A. Couldn't make it off a minimum wage I had to get the big body Mercedes Copper Rollie plus one for my lady My lady I always knew I'd be a legend Saw it in my dreams I had to keep one eye open I could barely sleep I had to kill him with success Murder, murder, murder Lord, mercy me *** that started back again God don't make no accidents Look what I've become Yeah, look what I've become