How's about you flip under your somersault.
Go go go go go don't sleep now don't eat now.
How happy would you be with your very own brown cow?
Do you like milk now?
Chocolate or silk now?
Tightrope or stilts now?
Granted, I don't wanna see you ever again.
I want your breath wasted.
I want you forgotten.
You will be forgotten.
You slime ball you dirt bag
You cheesewheel you cumrag.

You were born to a groping lady who was bent out of shape each and every last season.

Dysfunction another symptom
I'm felonious filled with *******
Baloney *** *****. I wear facade
to get a turn of the switch. My rhymes
are a flush of color. In which I dissected
My inner *****. Wondering why I do it.
Why I drag it on. Why I hover over looking like king kong. I'm a ******* fraud. Why don't I **** myself. But living feels like dying. Oxygen I cosume like lying. No ones buying my *******. Except me looking in a mirror I still can't see. What is he to me. Nothing what am I to him. Nothing a cumrag. Nothing to stop an brag. About side *** position made it my mission to be dismissed. He won't be missed. I lacked in self confidence..


Gas up my head. I live in belair. Where love is dead. Singing high notes about love thats died.

i woke up this morning
and knew inside
i just knew
you couldn't ever love me
not because i'm unlovable
or anything bad
but just because
you only feel me as a stroke to your ego
because who else
is asking about your day
or hearing you out lately
and wanting to know your woes
or sending a message first
no one
and i just wanted to be nice
and maybe show you what it could be like
and i really thought i liked you
and i'm not gonna stop being kind
but i can't pretend this isn't what it is
i'd die before i let myself become
a nothing to someone
who wants me to curate they're everything
so they can live without feeling
i'm not an emotional cumrag
i wanna see you happy
but i wanna be happy too