I sit watching, from my vantage point in the sky,
And I ask why: do you lie? do you try? do you think you can hide?
You try running, But, you're trippin cuz of your sprain,
You don't refrain, have no shame, have no brain, You're drivin me insane.
You lie wonderin, you can't sleep cuz you're buggin,
Rest if you can, broken hand, you can't stand, where's your sandman?
-Lo Ruhamah