Prone To Bad Dreams - Point Blank

[Voice] 
Hah...Hell  what's up  fool? 
It's me  your conscience  mothafucka... 
You been making some fucked up moves... 
I understand you live your life in a journey but if ya 
dreams try to fake me you better wake your ass up... 
What's your mothafucking problem  nigga? 

Yo  I'm prone to bad dreams so I sleep in a straight jacket 
Society labels me as mentally reactic 
So they put me in the halfway home 
And for 10 long years doctors fucked with my dome 
Shooting dope in my arm just to calm me 
Strapped to the bed cause I'm scared that nurses might harm me 
Capable of doing almost anything 
Teared holes in my matress just to play with the ????? 
I can't eat the certain food cause it hypes me 
And ties me full of negative energy, I feel funny 
Something must be wrong with my clothes 
Either my shoes' too tight, either I got too many toes 
Man, I don't know when my mind lingers 
Haven't ate all day but yet and still I'll eat my fingers 
Damn, I know I see my homeboy right in front of me 
But the staff laughing me 
They think I was talkin to myself and asked: 
(Can we meet your homeboy?), I say it's too late: he just left 
But we can catch him if we look out the window 
(What window?) God damn it, can't you see that damn window? 
(Calm down, Point Blank...Ok, he went home, now look...) 
I turned around and the window was gone 
Then I dropped to my knees and I cried 
Touched the wall, the window was gone, I could've died 
Slowly but surely I look up 
Now I know that they know I know that my mind's fucked up 
Please, if ya can't cure me, doc 
Just put me to sleep and run a knife thru my body, doc 
Steady having flashbacks of homicide scenes 
So I sleep in a