I always thought i'd be the best k**er who's spittin But so far I hate every single thing that i've written I've always been cold, never wore my damn mittens I wore boxing gloves but despite my swings I ain't hittin So I walk in the kitchen aim to cease all my b**hin But im still constantly missin so I begin switchin missions Now im the one pitchin, but nobody'll listen And im sorry for kissin your a** goodbye when I hit them Department stores looking for old CD's of slim But now im knee deep in him and still needing the gym Plus at the rate im going i'll most likely decease in ten And I don't give a sh** enough to even try eating trim So I live my life like an augustus gloop clone And im such an ape that i'll get all of this poop thrown Cower at new drones who fly in my airspace How are these screwed bones arriving in my face What are these cameras doing zooming in on me It must just be scientists seeing when i'll do laundry Feel like an exhibit inside a lazy slob habitat Not to mention whatever they've been feeding me added fat So now im fat lazy and giving up on my dream I can never buy things so I just swallow ice cream Looking in the distance and I swear I see a white gleam Begging me to continue to write these Piece of sh** verses that nobody compliments Only negative commenting finds its way on this sh** I don't wanna quit but whats the point of rappin When people only tune in when they feel they need some laughing I want to be praised and raised on arms high I wanna hear my name chanted while I touch our sky Or even beyond that the sky of the martians When im so big where I breath's a hurricane target But that'll never happen people just don't like me Never had a feud and stilll wanna squash my beefs' Im lost like Miley swinging on big balls Everytime I get up I hit a new pitfall I'm so sick of living but im scared of dying Stuck in this f**ing limbo staring trough my eyelids Wish I had a pistol so I could get in violence And watch the mouths drop when I blast an unsilenced Shot in to skull bones poppin in dull tones Pre-emptive effort against rumors annul those Suicide by cop take you f**s with me Im gonna take my time i'd hate to bust quickly This of course hypohetical too scared to do it But if I had to choose this is how i'd go through it Im an emotional rollercoaster, one that's real loopy Honestly hope im just walking down the street one day and somebody shoots me Im lost in a movie, and im the protagonist But the script's already written so any hope of free will is just grabbin sticks And graspin at straws, my backs to the wall I'd rather have a crack in my jaw, than have to keep baskin at y'all But it's not really my choice my life's an on-rails experience My whole i've pa**ed the buck, the fawn tails and deery bits But im hoping to stop and just admit im a f**-up The pope is on top altar boy givin up bu*t f**ed by the people who I trusted most My friends have all abandoned me and left me to roast In an eternal fire but I guess I deserve it But then again who doesn't nobody's perfect Let he who's without sin cast the first stone And he who grabs anyway shall have his worst shown Like the time he k**ed a child just for his bread dough Now you've been exposed you should've done what I said so Deny me entry into the gunstore Cause I did'nt lie when I was asked what I want one for I told 'em for murder, and possibly suicide And told 'em if im back again the best thing to do is hide I highly recommend getting under a desk And equiping a vest to protect your chest The grandmaster of chess here to take on the rookies This should be no contest get in touch with your bookies Oh look at that beat in three moves by some kid Who looks like a refugee I bet that he runs quick Well let's see his buns twist cause im finna run sh** Untuck my gun and unload on this dumb b**h I'll strike down you turkeys with only one click Nobody's getting spared what do I look like Brunswick? That's how I felt when I got the eight seed That's how I felt when Mirky J raped me That's how I felt when people ain't like my ideas For various EP's why don't you like me!? Is it cause imma whitey, is it ause I weren't raised poor Is it cause when it comes to b**hes im tryna date your's Is it cause my sh**'s too backpack not enough banger Is it cause when I speak it's bout k**ing babies with hangars Is it cause my M.O. Is to slaugter the whole scene Is it cause i've got the energy of 42 dopefiends Is it cause of my name, cause I know that it's silly I've been thinkin of changin it to something less Silent Hilly Is it cause im so young when y'all in your twentys Is it cause i've just started writing but rhymes I got plenty Is it cause im too co*ky and my sk**s ain't developed Nah that's ridiculous I k** this whole set-up Im the illest out none you b**hes worthy Im not the next 'Em or Tech im the first me