This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin’ to save me, stop holdin’ your breath
And you think I’m crazy yeah, you think I’m crazy
I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can’t be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me
For wantin’ my cake and eat it too and wantin’ it both ways
Fame made me a balloon ‘cuz my ego inflated when I blew, see
But it was confusing, ‘cuz all I wanted to do’s be
The Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when blew steam
Whoo, hit the lottery ooh-wee
But with, what I gave up to get it was bittersweet it was like winnin’ a used mink
Ironic ‘cuz I think I’m getting’ so huge I need a shrink, I’m beginnin’ to lose sleep
One sheep, two sheep, goin’ coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
But I’m actually weirder than you think
(Cuz I’m..)
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah you think I’m crazy
Well that’s nothin’, well that’s nothin’
Now I ain’t much of a poet but somebody once told me to seize the moment and don’t squander it
Cuz you never know when it could all be over tomorrow so I keep conjurin’
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
Yeah ponderin’ll do you wonders no wonder your losin’ your mind the way it wanders ,yodalodaleheehoo, I think it went wanderin’ off down yonder and
Stumbled on ‘ta Jeff VanVonderen, ‘cuz I need a interventionist, to
intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
’Cuz the very thing that I love’s killin’ me and I can’t conquer it
My OCD’s conkin’ me in the head keep knockin’
Nobody’s home I’m sleepwalkin’
I’m just relayin’ what the voice in my head’s sayin’, don’t shoot the messenger
I’m just friends with the..
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah you think I’m crazy
Well that’s nothin’, well that’s nothin’
Call me crazy but I have this vision
One day that, I’ll walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and I’m
Comin’ straight at MC’s blood gets spilled and I’ll
Take you back to the days that I’d get on a Dre track, give every kid who got played that, pumped up feelin’
And shit to say back to the kids who played him, I ain’t here save the fuckin’ children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are goin’ through a struggle feels it and
Relates that’s great, it’s payback, Russell Wilson
Fallin’ way back in the draft turn nothin’ into somethin still can
Make that straw into gold chump, I will spin, Rumpelstiltskin
In a haystack, maybe I need a straightjacket face facts, I am nuts for real, but
I’m ok with that, it’s nuthin’ I’m still friends
With the...
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy yeah you think I’m crazy...
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed ( Get along)
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy yeah you think I’m crazy well that’s not fair’, well that’s not fair,'
Oh oh oh oh , oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
oh, oh oh oh oh
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin’ to save me, stop holdin’ your breath
And you think I’m crazy yeah, you think I’m crazy
I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can’t be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me
For wantin’ my cake and eat it too and wantin’ it both ways
Fame made me a balloon ‘cuz my ego inflated when I blew, see
But it was confusing, ‘cuz all I wanted to do’s be
The Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when blew steam
Whoo, hit the lottery ooh-wee
But with, what I gave up to get it was bittersweet it was like winnin’ a used mink
Ironic ‘cuz I think I’m getting’ so huge I need a shrink, I’m beginnin’ to lose sleep
One sheep, two sheep, goin’ coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
But I’m actually weirder than you think
(Cuz I’m..)
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah you think I’m crazy
Well that’s nothin’, well that’s nothin’
Now I ain’t much of a poet but somebody once told me to seize the moment and don’t squander it
Cuz you never know when it could all be over tomorrow so I keep conjurin’
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
Yeah ponderin’ll do you wonders no wonder your losin’ your mind the way it wanders ,yodalodaleheehoo, I think it went wanderin’ off down yonder and
Stumbled on ‘ta Jeff VanVonderen, ‘cuz I need a interventionist, to
intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
’Cuz the very thing that I love’s killin’ me and I can’t conquer it
My OCD’s conkin’ me in the head keep knockin’
Nobody’s home I’m sleepwalkin’
I’m just relayin’ what the voice in my head’s sayin’, don’t shoot the messenger
I’m just friends with the..
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah you think I’m crazy
Well that’s nothin’, well that’s nothin’
Call me crazy but I have this vision
One day that, I’ll walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and I’m
Comin’ straight at MC’s blood gets spilled and I’ll
Take you back to the days that I’d get on a Dre track, give every kid who got played that, pumped up feelin’
And shit to say back to the kids who played him, I ain’t here save the fuckin’ children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are goin’ through a struggle feels it and
Relates that’s great, it’s payback, Russell Wilson
Fallin’ way back in the draft turn nothin’ into somethin still can
Make that straw into gold chump, I will spin, Rumpelstiltskin
In a haystack, maybe I need a straightjacket face facts, I am nuts for real, but
I’m ok with that, it’s nuthin’ I’m still friends
With the...
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy yeah you think I’m crazy...
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed ( Get along)
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin to save me stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy yeah you think I’m crazy well that’s not fair’, well that’s not fair,'
Oh oh oh oh , oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
oh, oh oh oh oh
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This is the guilt of his life finally catching up with him "friends with the monster that's under my bed" I think thats Marshal and Kim and marshal trying to restart a relationship with Kim for haliles sake. This my opinion, my guess is as good as yours.