I feel isolated like real shit's outdated as if my style was belated every bar I spit has already been stated as if I ain't already hated now I am terribly rated as if a mumble rapper is better I'm better than some bedwetter who has never wrote a note or a proper letter but I just straighten my belt, pull on my sweater and I say fuck it all. Isolated without any calls. As if I had the fucking gall to catch every mumblers foul ball. I never had a choice in life now I'm all alone this shit hurts, like a machete slice to the bone I wanna stab myself with an ice cream cone. I'm isolated went on dates, got aggravated pissed off everyone I ever dated I waited and waited for my skills to be debated as I got so high, like I was inflated I give my heart like it was donated they call me a pussy like I was castrated they ask if I'm a bitch I said we weren't related my skill was never demonstrated cause I'm constipated it could be blank, or decorated I let my life become advocated my time's a jewel I may be a fool for not controlling my life, just like my stools I balanced couple schools pass out in class go home, brothers beats my ass I still love him though cause y'know fam 4 life ride or die but I ain't gonna lie I often cry just wonderin' what my life could've been I'm just a kid a little shit an uncalculated and uncalibrated idiot who acts so damn ignorant just wants some attention daydreams a lot, like he's in another dimension get in trouble a lot got in school suspension got in fights, got detention oh, did I mention he commits vandalism pops pills vapes to seem cool but the hood gives him chills story of my life I ain't hard shit I'm just a dumb, fat, lyrical 14 year old kid. I ain't egotistical, but I ain't emo either I'm just a real firm believer that I ain't the best but I sure ain't the worst if I die to day I wont need a hearse just spit every damn verse like it is a curse upon every hoe who talked back who talked smack I'll cut your throat open if you dont cut the slack shove a firecracker in your nut sack have fun, bye then sorry man I just can't can't spit every verse cant rhyme every word but hey, what can it hurt. I'm tryna pop pills while I peel a damn orange ain't got no shortage of money for a damn mortgage if I even survive past college but eh, pay homage I'll strap you to my car like it's bondage. Fuck it, I'm out