I've been out here writing
For like thirteen years
And no matter what I write
It doesn't reach my peers
I don't impress myself
I won't invest myself
I'm a pain in the ass
I second guess myself
And it really gets to me
I spill this soul
Like it's my mission
And they always on the fence
Like do I really wanna listen
Guess I need a new position
Regroup
Go back to D
Like when she said
She was leaving me
And I know I'm not my best
But I'm just tryna vent
Relieve the feelings I repress
I need it heavy with the comebacks
But I don't even want that
Metaphors an ignoramus
Could write
Like a psychopath writer
Coming heavy with the knife
So I gotta spit quicker
I gotta spit sicker
And cough up all my demons
I'm on the run from one
I run until it's won
And man I'm oh so eager
Til I lose a lung and vomit blood
Collapse and go out with a fever
So they talking to me now
They talking to me now
I don't want your opinion
I don't want you to be proud
I ain't never took the time
To mourn the things in my past
That's what I got this for
For the friend I never had
I do not trust myself
I cannot love myself
I just might cut myself
So I can feel all the pain
That's the only thing I'm thinking
Don't be thinking I'm sane
I'm thinking I should cut the shit
And let it leak out of my veins
Or use the wall just like a canvas
And I'll paint it with my brains
I ain't tryna be poetic
Maybe you could say pathetic
But it's real raw and cold
Don't you flush it down the drain
I write exactly what I live
I ain't in it for the fame
And that's the difference
Between us
I just write what I feel
You just write to appeal
I just write what is real
I ain't signing no deals
Even if I had em coming
Cut the strings
F*ck a puppet