Sit back relax
While I tell you all a story
About a girl named Cory
She makes me h**
I need to just a relax a bit
Psychotic room
The doctors were always padding it
I always was the baddest kid
Walk inside the school
And pick a fight with the fattest kid
Go home relax
And start shooting up a laxative
After that
I would probably take the fattest sh**
I am the sh**
And you rappers never passing it
Passavist turned to mutalating masochist
Passion for disaster
Momma said I was so passionate
About the blade
A switch blade to slit babes
Friends would always wonder
Why I skipped dates
I said I'm sorry
I would rather get the girl to my house
And sit the girl on my couch
And choke her out
With the edge of her blouse
Dig her out
Like I'm digging out grout
Feet swollen from the poison
Coroner thinking it's gout
Straight from the well
I ain't been to sleep
Can you tell
I've been up
Tryna send an email
I've been talking to myself
Momma said she's worried about my health
But my doctor got me eating very well
Twenty pills can you tell
Talking to the dead on my cell
Went to church
But they told me go to hell
So I went to Taco Bell
Ordered me a taco
Extra stale
Just so I could slit my wrist
With the shell
I'm a mess can you tell
Holey moley
Lately I've been feeling lonely
I've been up for seven days
Off IED and cold baloni
Someone told me I was trash
And that nobody even knows me
Matter of fact that made me realize
This baloni kinda moldy
Sh**
Oh well
I'm a eat that sh** anyways
Like bloody p**
I'm a eat the rag anyways
Teeth or tounge
I will eat that sh** anyway
Cut it off and season it
Ugh
Well
Anyways
Yeah
I thought you knew that I was nasty
Carjack an Uber
Just to tail behind a taxi
Follow for an hour
Until the taxi driver catch me
Wait until he notice
Then start shooting up his backseat
Yeah
My mind just wonders when I'm manic
I've been off my meds
But I don't mean to make you panic
I just copped a Benz
Cuz I was bored I didn't plan it
Yeah my teacher's see me on the tv
I know they can't stand it
Straight from the well
I ain't been to sleep
Can you tell
I've been up
Tryna send an email
I've been talking to myself
Momma said she's worried about my health
But my doctor got me eating very well
Twenty pills can you tell
Talking to the dead on my cell
Went to church
But they told me go to hell
So I went to Taco Bell
Ordered me a taco
Extra stale
Just so I could slit my wrist
With the shell
I'm a mess can you tell
Try and doubt me
That's the dumbest thing to do
I made a milly without school
I'm eating dinner with the J***
Talking million dollar deals
I'm printing money till it's blue
There's no blue print
For what I do
I manifest and then I do
Action
Costal guard
My diamonds splashin
Go so hard with these b
I start smashing
Broke boys look like r
I can't imagine
Everyone one I know
Is a genius inside a mansion
But for me
I'm in a cabin
Digging out these organs
While demons around me prancing
Imaginary friends
With physical attractions
Mental health for me is no fling
It's everlasting
I'm gone baby
I just wanted to a make a song baby
Powder in your drink
Until you wearing just a thong baby
Peep show
Yeah welcome inside the creep show
Kraven is a creep
And the basement is where I keep hoe's
Oh my God
Did he really just say that
Straight from the well
I ain't been to sleep
Can you tell
I've been up
Tryna send an email
I've been talking to myself
Momma said she's worried about my health
But my doctor got me eating very well
Twenty pills can you tell
Talking to the dead on my cell
Went to church
But they told me go to hell
So I went to Taco Bell
Ordered me a taco
Extra stale
Just so I could slit my wrist
With the shell
I'm a mess can you tell
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