Money Wrench

There’s a monkey wrench in my head

Its hurts to think

I can figure out which voices are mine

Mind?

Mine

I can’t understand why they all rhyme

With a rhythm and beat they’re stuck in my head

My mama and my brother might say I’m better off dead

Then in a hospital tied and medicated

But I think what the problem is

Really is me

And not with the censored out violence they watch on TV

I get visions daily

I walk with the dead

Wake up in the morning needing to be head in the head

I saw a stalker walk to me laugh at my face through the TV

I saw danger and a tiger and freaking freebees

Playing hooky with a widow with a matching tee

I saw all of this in my dreams

Right before having reason to wake up and scream

‘Cause a crazy dream is one thing

But I dream of suicide

One where everyone who was no one cried and cried

My mama and my brother might say I’m better off

Dead than in a hospital tied and medicated

But I think the problem really

Is me not

The music of my friends and we

We listen to a bit of unusual stuff if you believe

That black girls shouldn’t listen to stuff

Like T.A.T.U., Dry Cell, and a band name Once

There’s you pain  in head

I’m not medicated

So when all this was said and don’t

Say I never warned any one

And to anyone who I have jaded

It was nice while it’s lasted but

You need to be medicated

Cause a girl

With a wrench whose crazy didn’t say

That even if we kissed it was okay

And when I end this lullaby

There’s not gonna be any reason to cry

Because in a minute here I'll see my mom

Who’ll let know it’s not time to stop this song

And when all is done and said

I just gonna end up being sent to bed

 Fearful the monkey wrench stuck in my head