**"Mic freestyle**🎤

**Verse: Slim Shady’s Ghostwriter** Yo, I’m spittin’ venom, a felon with thoughts that’ll melt your cerebellum, My brain’s a grenade, I’m insane, pull the pin and I’m yellin’, Society’s chokehold got me gaspin’, maskin’ my rage in a cage, While these plastic-ass masses just pageant, I’m slashin’ the stage. My demons creep deep, they don’t sleep, they feast on my sanity’s scraps, Laughin’ at panic attacks, hand me a match, I’ll burn sanity’s maps. I’m the bastard they blacklist, the misfit who’s pissin’ on picket-fence dreams, Schemin’ with heathens, I’m bleedin’ through seams, dodgin’ their cookie-cut schemes. Check the wordplay, I slay, my tongue’s a machete, I’m carvin’ through fakes, Multisyllabic attacks, I’m erratic, I’m stackin’ these bars like a jake. I’m the voice in the void, unemployed, with a middle finger stuck to the system, Pissed and persistent, I’m distant, resistant to norms that enlist ‘em. Got a flask full of wrath, sip it fast ‘til my past is a blur in the haze, Days decay, I’m astray, dodgin’ rays of their "better behave" kinda gaze. I’m raw like a wound, no cocoon, just a goon with a truth that’ll sting, Swingin’ for freedom, I’m bleedin’, who’s needin’ a king when I’m breakin’ the ring? **So tell me, you sheep, when you sleep, do you dream of a leash or a blade?**