Mental State

What the hell are you saying When you say you know shit about my life Saying shit like Like, What are you surveying Let me just tell you Exactly what I'm conveying We're both adults here Can we stop the baby shit I could die by anything, come on You guys barely raised my mental stage, that was all me Gave a working wage, only a fat fee All my life I thought I was in a cage You say, what about my gauge All that I have to go by, is my dads rage This sad story on this sad page Must come to a stop and be sent on its way, don't make me say Anything that I don't want to say Stop assuming shit about my life My word, do you have a wife You're stirring quite a strife Yeah I mean a 5" knife To preserve my Life Get off my back you hungry hoes Back to your scrapin you lil bitch You are nothing but The dust that returneth Back to the Earth, Our God father birthed Bought for a price says in the verse That sounds worse than any curse Who the fuck am I serving truly In this world that puts on a pretty face Marches about your day, with your case Oh you left your base Oh you forgot your grace Afterall you only taught me How to fucking race, you never embrace Who the fuck your children are We show it in our face What if I just hit erase Oh wait, we are only allowed To be the puppets that we brace Can't find a single trace Of where we originally came It can't be that hard, how lame Who wants to battle Oh you little tattle Don't make me rattle Yeah bitch your my saddle