Released on January 1, 1999

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(Yo, what happened to you man?

What, you just woke up like that?

You weren't like that yesterday

What have you been eating?)

And he got bored one day and jumped out of a third story window

Hit the curb in a sprint position (what?)

And that was the first time he found himself different from the rest

Thus began him on his quest for individualism (why?)

He felt he had some big decisions to make

Superpowers can't be all fun and games

Piece of cake in the park under sun rays

I mean wait, he wishes he understood

Wait, hold up, does this mean now

That he's obligated to roam around and do some good?

Maybe he should keep it hidden from his neighborhood

I doubt his girl would even try to comprehend it if she could

And he ain't trying to be nobody's circus sideshow freakshow

Better keep it discrete and hide it from these people

But one day on his way to Falafel King for some lunch

He was approached by these three cats that he'd gotten stoned with once

He cracked a smile, extended an arm to give the first one a pound

Brought the fist down, and sunk him deep into the ground

Whoops, cat's out the pillow sack

You see that puddle?

Well that particular molecular displacement has a mom

Who's gonna want an explanation

As to why her son Jason, her pride and joy

Is now liquid boy dripping down the pavement

Save it

You'd better bolt and hide

Because war patrol gets a hold of your throat you'll probably hope to die

Oh snap, you can fly

It's time to take it to the air

And quit tripping, who ever told you that existence was supposed to be fair?

(Ayo man, why you squish my homeboy, man?

Yo dawg, this kid owed me like ten dollars, dude

Why'd you have to kill him?)

Made it, landed in the backyard

Fast like a track star

The flight was basic

And the landing, it wasn't that hard

Now act smart

Pack the things you need and leave

Say your peace to this diseased place and keep it free

Face the east, spread your wings

Wait, I hear police sirens coming to inquire about the deceased

I wonder if your chest can deflect bullets

Contemplate surrender to escape this excess stress

Bet nobody thinks about the emotional drain

That it takes to have special strengths and advanced brains

And now he's dancing with sanity solo

Trying to hold his inner ground

Devising a rushed blueprint

Blocking all sight and sound

And pictures of all the childhood trauma

All the livelihood, the drama

The time spent wondering, pondering the secrets of imagination

No way could anyone have understood this present situation

Yo mom

If they take me down, believe I'm gonna miss you

And if I ain't around take comfort knowing I went out with a fistfull

I swear it was accidental, I never meant to

It ain't my fault

I don't know how it started off nor how it shall result

But I'll be damned if I give the man the satisfaction of taking down the man who could have taken out that man with all his bastard plans

And at one glance it was romantic if you think

The freak slit his own throat

And bled to death in the kitchen sink

X3

No longer worried about health or wealth

A superhero's true weakness is themselves

X4

I need to lower my expectations

I never said I was Jesus

Nah, I'm Superman

With a capital S

(Ayo man, you got 35 cents?)