In monsters in my head I touch on a subject really sentimental Bullying, selling my soul making seem accidental Making it seems like I didn't but I did, it's been itching in my mental Maybe the central of all my anger is placed on falling from monumental highs Never reaching my potential I be so temperamental Everything pops my fuse especially this rap sh** But instead of popping I'll cuss someone out, cuz it's preferable Everyone is so judgmental I don't really give a f** As long as I'm doing me, that's essential Like watching a rated r movie, with no parental guide to censor you Call the devil; I k**ed so many people in my nightmares In an asylum I just hate their f**ing stares I pushed someone or maybe I got pushed down the stairs Ask if anyone cares? I just wanna be called sick before I pull out my hair I remember when I went rough on my first set of bars They said they weren't expecting that from me, they called me soft Now I never stop going hard Leave rapper without their teeth, like we spared Rappers need a mouth guard Shut up cuz the devil is in his yard Wanna k** me, bro I die hard I'm someone you never wanna cross But my work isn't being called Good or even being lift up to a spot in the charts Some say it's too soon but I need a boom start And that not what I'm getting so I gotta go smart I'm getting a deal, two for the price of one But I gotta shed some blood And some light on the situation so you won't get a gun for when you see me pop up I never felt human; I don't need a soul, f** feelings This is my way out and if I don't make it then I'll put it all down This pen and Mic don't mean a thing if the right people won't listen, like hearing a ghost make a sound And the devil heard lyrics come out my mouth You know what happens next? I don't need to say the story on how I sell out