Give me the beat and a mic, give me the freedom to writeGive me the vision to see my demons and beat 'em at nightGive me the pen and the pad, give me a couple of stansGave you a percentage but I'm taking home all of the bagGive me definitive and unlimited amounts of people loving meAnd call upon everybody who came before and tell them to comeAnd inject me with whatever they're smoking man, I'm sick!But I think you know that alreadyYou call me evil but how would you know itUnless you live it already?You think you're better right?Because nobodies seen what you've done in the darkBut if I put your life in this lightYou would crumble and fight to survive or dieBut bitch I fucking knew that alreadyI ain't specialBut I specialize in making you feel especially stupidFor judging a human, while you sit at homeAnd the whole world judge can't watch what you doingOr follow and hate all your movementsI ain't complaining but I know the people who do itAre sicker than me, and I'm sick enough I just might lose itYeah, you think you know me 'cause you double tap on a pictureI hate the fact that you judge me, it's driving me crazySo when it's too deep I say, "Fuck it" and drown in some liquorI write these verses in blood, I got chaptersFor days 'cause my heart is my biblical scriptureAnd I ain't a prophet but I can predictThat you'll never catch happiness till you're the pitcherSo please continue to laughIf I'm a clown, you a circus actWhen I rap it's in a surgeons mask'Cause I place every syllable in a deliverable fashionFrom first to lastThen cut back with a message that's hidden in melodyMaking them think and askIf I was the one on the table pushing, giving birth to rapMaybe it was meMaybe you like all my music but don't really actually love meMaybe you just want a pictureMaybe you just want to see me 'cause you need some moneyMaybe you think that I'm happy Maybe you think in reality liking my post is repairing a holeWhen it's actually shaking and cutting the soul right out of meI think I'm sickI feel a rush of emotion whenever I post up a picI got a problemI'm in the studio rapping while this girl is sucking my dickShe cut a hole in my heart now I fill it with womenWho love me 'cause they think I'm richAnd if I be honest I just told a bitch that I careBut I really do not give a shitSo what's your excuse, what helps you sleep?You leave a negative commentNot knowing that what you sow, you will reapI bet you smile when you post, thinking you're hurting meBut you see the way the brain worksYou become what you speakI need peace, but y'all can't offer thatI held my ground, I didn't sell my soulI said fuck the fame, y'all can't take that offer backFuck a shelf, you can't take me off the rackAll the fame is not worth a heart attackYou're insane, you're in pain, I can tell by what you're sayingBut my bad, I forgot you were fragileI forgot someone who doesn't even know me told you I'm an assholeI forgot that I'm a villainI forgot that I've always spread positivity, but you think I didn'tI forgot that hatred stems from people who hate their own existenceI forgot I'm better off aloneI forgot I care for everyone's happiness, but forget about my ownI forget I spend every waking second on my phone-Come join my circus, I'm recruitingI'm taking everyone who passes judgementBitch, that's including everyone who thinks it's so amusingTo put me down while I'm pursuingThe keyboard warriors that live onlineBehind a screen that's just an illusionCome, come, come, come join my circusYou fucking pricksI'll fuck you till you love me, then pay you to do some tricksI don't need a doctor, I need a bag of nails and bricksTo lay down on the floorSo if you fail to land a flip you can feel what I feltWhen you tried to come sink my ship Let me explain, you all help me financially gainBut I spend my money on mental health booksAnd read them just to control all my painI don't wear clothes, but bought this chainAnd just like you this chain is fakeI wear it to distract you from the blatant sadnessWritten on my fucking faceWhat'd you expect?Did you think I was immune to what you were sayingAnd didn't see all of the disrespect?Do you think I'm not human, have no feelings?Or maybe you think I'm fucking weak and now I'm pleadingMaybe you think I'm just too goodAnd that I'm fucking cheating?Or maybe, just maybeYou're blind and the hate inside your heartClouds your eyes and your mind and your ears when I rhymeEven though we all know I'm one of the best of all time (all time)Or maybe you're just a fucking bitch and I can't-Stop comparing me to people who are not in my leagueStop saying I don't believe in God just because you can't readStop making fake profiles so you can spam my feedI'm not alone, I know there's millions out there just like me