On the first day, God said let there be ass Then she sucked my serpent and I flooded the world with cash Now you better respect me because if not You better expect me to treat you like Abel Ain’t no angel safe when flying Ain’t no brother safe from dying Your step-mother ain’t safe from my fucking I’m a goddamn cannibal, Hannibal Put you in a bowl then swallow you down Shit you on the ground and when you are found O and watch this I’m not white enough to shred guitar like a rockstar I’m not black enough to spit hot bars like a rapstar People like to plead that it’s my power But I bloom more like a weed than a flower Sucking nutrients from my parents I haven’t gotten a job since November 27th I couldn’t go to NYU because my bank account had one zero and I needed more than two (like three) to become Quentin Tarantino This isolation is making me lack compassion When I emerge from my tomb, I’m still wearing my mask to hide my dissatisfaction But I can’t submit a complaint to God I lost my religion at 8. The sod is coming off, when you look under it Dust off some dirt ’cause there’s a book under it Containing the cons I came up with To avoid opening up to anybody Suh suh suh sorry I’m a bit shy when it comes to sharin’ Because being me isn’t bearin’ Any fruits worth comparin’ To the shit that’s being shown now And even though I have the same daddy issues That most rappers got, I still feel it ain’t in my muscle tissues To rap and rhyme like a lot Of people do to prove their worth something Within this world Because I lost enough girls To know that love is choice And I always chose to silence my voice At every opportunity Presented to me So why bother being anything Anymore Please, I had enough of this pussy boring shit I’m shedding more tears than they did in Marriage Story. Bit Of pity and now I’m spilling out like Shell Turtle shells soaked and barely swimming I guess I can’t help skimming Through articles but I might as well be reading Fluff pieces because I don’t feel shit when they’re about my nephews and nieces