Juggalo paradise

I'm sweating again I always do I should probably take anotha pill or 2 in the mirror I see the face of Frankenstein and that face is mine I go to work at subway slicin hams cut my finger off again (chop) I walk home try to dodge and hide from thugs that like to beat on scrubs I go through this all the time, though I call (j, where the fuck you at) (the mall) (did you get your ass stomped again) (naw,....yyesss,....so) nobody sees what I see do they? they just cast me inside put my away no friends, no style no place to go until I went juggalo