[Verse 1]
I'm unique as it f**ing gets/
No I'm not, carbon copied music on that fecal tip/
Eagles grip the railing but I'm flailing on this sinking ship/
“Maybe if he drowns he'll shut the f** up, that little b**h”/
“Naw, he'll stay talking out his feather a**/
Like he swallowed midgets that survive inside digestive tracts”/
“Tried presenting facts; fact is this f*g is lame”/
“Factor in his plan for change and there you have it: raps the same/
As Technique, with a superiority complex”/
“Blow your brains, smile at the wall smeared with its splattered contents”/
[Verse 2]
My reality check came in the mail just the other day/
Couldn't cash the b**h…I guess I'll keep it tucked away/
Some would say my decline's already underway/
Underpaid underling with smothered dreams/
Smother me underneath bu*ter cream fantasies and compliments/
Add on to my co*kiness…damn it, I mean confidence/
Y'all repeat that wash and rinse, I'm bathing in the drainage pipes/
Gutter baby cradle type, spitting out them ladle bites/
They're all the fatal type; I'm gagging on the silver spoon/
Imagine me with table manners; rather have some finger foods/
I'd rather eat with wolves scavenging some carca** bones/
Instead of being fed steak along with dogs who guard the throne/
Stomping bedlam snakes in bedrooms and backyards/
“And when they've been eradicated?” Haven't gotten that far/
I act hard but I'm really water soluble/
Sugar, come with me and we can make some awesome molecules/
No? There's no bonding with these isotopes/
Roll up some sheet music; end it on a higher note/
Maybe if I slice her throat she'll sit still and stay with me/
“That's what you really want from a girl?” Basically/
I'm not complicated, just a problematic read/
Size 4, Old English font Johnny Appleseed/
f** a purple mountain if it's lost its majesty/
Ocean's mighty blue but not really so it's sad to see/
Think I'll grab a seat, laughing at the tragedies/
And the fact that people can't make a difference. Actually…/