He looks Psychotic! I it!

Call me the dream catcher, mother earth smoker
Peyote pack piece pipes hallucinatin' toker
Blessed with the wisdom that you see in my eyes
Don't be surprised if you ever think you caught up inside
Like the awakaning of life, or the passion of death
That keeps you jumpin' up in shivers from ice cold breath
Now you swear you're being followed everytime that you rest
Or you feel sharp pains drillin' deep in your chest
I don't expect anyone to believe if they don't want to
But don't expect yourself to rest in peace when spirits haunt you
Make your choice people dream it or not
It's time to look into the situation we got
Pinpoint the whole problem, get rid of all the anger
Release all the stress before the world becomes a stranger
Medicine man above your headboard with a dream catcher
In the blood of the boogie man the warrior'll protect ya