Brain Damage — Verse 2

Scored May 17, 2026

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Way before my baby daughter Hailie

I was harassed daily by this fat kid named DeAngelo Bailey

An eighth grader who acted obnoxious, 'cause his father boxes

So every day he'd shove me in the lockers

One day he came in the bathroom while I was pissin'

And had me in the position to beat me into submission

He banged my head against the urinal 'til he broke my nose

Soaked my clothes in blood, grabbed me and choked my throat

I tried to plead and tell him we shouldn't beef

But he just wouldn't leave

He kept chokin' me and I couldn't breathe

He looked at me and said, "You gonna die, honky"

The principal walked in and started helpin' him stomp me

(What's going on in here?)

I made 'em think they beat me to death

Holdin' my breath for like five minutes before they finally left

Then I got up and ran to the janitor's storage booth

Kicked the door hinge loose and ripped out the four-inch screws

Grabbed some sharp objects, brooms and foreign tools

This is for every time you took my orange juice

Or stole my seat in the lunchroom and drank my chocolate milk

Every time you tipped my tray and it dropped and spilt

I'm gettin' you back, bully, now once and for good

I cocked the broomstick back and swung hard as I could

And beat him over the head with it 'til I broke the wood

Knocked him down, stood on his chest with one foot

Made it home later that same day

Started readin' a comic, and suddenly everything became gray

I couldn't even see what I was tryin' to read

I went deaf and my left ear started to bleed

My mother started screamin', "What are you on, drugs?!

Look at you, you're gettin' blood all over my rug" (I'm sorry)

She beat me over the head with the remote control

Opened a hole and my whole brain fell out of my skull

I picked it up and screamed, "Look, bitch, what have you done?"

"Oh my God, I'm sorry, son"

Shut up, you cunt

I said fuck it, took it and stuck it back up in my head

Then I sewed it shut and put a couple of screws in my neck

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