[Verse 1: illbert]
Ugh, the only stress relief I got
Was smoking pot, and thinking suicidal thoughts
Thinking a lot, too much, my mind was torture
Inspiring me to serve up lyrical hor d'oeuvres
Tell me your order, I'll write it with a pencil
Bring you your food along with some utensils
All you see is my tarnished silver spoon glistening
I'm spouting invisible wisdom, motherf**er are you listening?
I'm whistling, lips pursed between each verse
The worst is yet to come, my best is first
I'm blessed but cursed with an unquenchable thirst
To live a life different from the version I rehearsed
With a burst from my pen I'll send you to the nurses
As far as insurance I'm sure the psych ward reimburses
But what's worse is my mind's hurtin' from this burden
Absurdist voices in my head, I can't even get a word in
Edgewise I'm paranoid, got red eyes and scared of noise
Put me in a padded cell so I can't share this joy
Beware this boy, I'm structurally unsound
This is a one-way street, you better turn the f** around, now
Unless you want to turn out like me
With chemical imbalances and dependencies
My bedroom reeks with the smell of Febreze and weed
Cause of a need to be stress free like Candide
Now I'm relieved
[Verse 2: illbert]
I've been to dark places, with no light through the window
Climbed out of hell, now I'm living in limbo
Define life as comedy, mock me I'm a wannabe
Make no mistake for modesty cause I feel this way honestly
There are positive times, like when I'm writing rhymes
Of the sublime kind you'll find inside my mind
It's implied by the lines I memorize
That my brain's fried, that shouldn't come as a surprise
I'm early to rise, wise, but not healthy
Or wealthy, or stealthy, my mind is melting
I'm the wicked witch, green with envy
Nobody has the right advice to lend me
Your ears, friends, Romans, countrymen
When you give me all those things I'll be done hunting them
I'm on a short-staffed football team called the punting ten
If you don't get my jokes, say something then
There I present a prime example
One of ample chances I have to ramble on
Cause I am the master and commander
That's MC with an alternative timbre
Don't tamper with me cause I'm the only evidence
Of my residence here in the present tence
Current events help me remember common sense
My apathy is just a form of self defense
Now I'm less tense