i live my life im a trusted man many people confuse me but im a very good hand im a real estate and you can live on me always there when you need me anybody can see even though my flows like swallowing a ball of hair i spit the words i need to hear i m in a padded cell i m in a padded cell i m a million different people living inside of me oh yeah i m a million different people living inside of me i live my life in the attic room it s one hundred and fifteen but i can hold my cool while the people downstairs they all depend on me always there when they need me but you know it ain t easy i must admit that i have thought about the other way but i live and fight another day inside my padded cell im in a padded cell im a million different people living inside of me i m a million different people living inside of me dont think that i dont question every single voice inside of me everyday i cant bare to look at my reflection hes staring upside down but with every story theres an ending we fly eventually its the only way that i make sense of it to curl the way the back round theres a million different people living inside of me theres a million different people living inside of me theres a million different people living inside of me living inside of me1