Verse 1: (Tribulations)
Nothin but
Fluffing
Constituenting
Evaluation
Of all sorts
Of situations
Seeing only
Rats and cats
Shaking hands
In exchange
For being
Under mayor
Grumps plans
To advance
Metronomes on
Fire while
Tires
Melt down
At the local dump
All the elder
Rats retired
Verse 2:
Nothing but
A slump of
Anguish
And pain
Remembering
The same pain
Of being
Imprisoned relishing l
And relinquishing
My health replenishing
And diminishing
How can yall
Keep a king
Locked up so
Long
Without feeling
A thing
I guess society
Is f**ed up
Call us a bucketed
Group of punks
We dont notice
The special in us
Verse 3:
But nothing
Is special
Except for
Demons and
Extraterrestrials
Seeing white walls
All around powdered
With dust
Nothing left
But a floating
Brain feeling
Mentally stuck
In a rut
Drug by a chain
Honeymoon comes to
Visit me n
Blackberry
Just stares at me
Realization ive
Locked myself up
Angrily
Because of these
Padded repercussions
Ive had in the
Past
Seeing my
Blood curdle
Like milk
While picking apart
My brain
Stretching it
Out like
Spider silk
Officer blackberry
Sees me mid
Doing so
Blood pours
All over the floor
He kicks the door
Gives me a glare
I look give him
An empty stare
No one cares
I prepare
A window
Of air
Deep inside
My wounds
Charge people
A most expensive
Fair for people
To use my hair
As a kite
f**ing wonder if
Anyone cares for a
Plight
Obsession of
Horror movies
This generation
All grew up like
Samara drawing pictures
Of a dark circled ring
Minus the child thing is
What most people say
Like how i came to
Writing
Out my depression
Deepest expression
Steepest complexion
My complexic lifestyle
Full of
Aggression
I used to look
Anorexic most of
My friends would've
Called me a toothpick
But now ive become
So expressive
My weights taken
The express way
To the gates
Of the heavens
Seven deadly sins
Because of my gluttony
Ive become the Benjamin
bu*ton of Glutton