Undergoing a metamorphosis, getting lackadaisical like a tortoise, my grammars getting sick somebody please call some nursesses, I feel purposeless
And I’m feeling sort of worthless but I used to be kind of dirty, now im declining mad fast like a running back in his early thirties
It's more than brain fartin, my old self is gone like johnny carson, think he went missing I need to find him on the back side of a milk carton
maybe I was never real, I was farcin, a crime worse than arson, the most fake ass cartoon character this Farside of Gary Larson
startin to become a believer couldn’t last long like a reliever, lifes passin over me like a freeway or Tim Tebow to a wide receiver
Its gettin hard to isolate an idea like the people of North Korea, when your cerebras flow of thought is looser than diarrhea
And all I do is complain, and even this rhyme is the same, I mean its like im tryin to feign insane to stick fame to my name.
But I really got a condition, im learnin that its urgent and its worsenin, kinda hate myself sometimes because Im technically considered a person
But don’t color me a dunce, Ive been eatin your mother’s cunt, man I got more experience with that bitch than Jeff Feagles does bootin punts
I’m unimportant, I’m out of my mind, and ain’t no one gonna see this, I don’t know if I’m considered a real person anymore, call me a fetus
To say it’s just anxiety, man that would be a lie to me, it’s like someone got inside of me and started sodomizing my biology.
these words are self-pleasure, abstract expression, MC Escher, during a professors lecture I once sized up my dick with tape measure
And most of you rappers out there too big to take a shot of me, skills back your riches less than some suckah who just won the lottery
Big booties mean big doodies, and im feelin kinda moody, so ill end this track abruptly with a hail mary from douglas flutie
He had his own cereal