Give me the beat and a mic, give me the freedom to write
Give me the vision to see my demons and beat 'em at night
Give me the pen and the pad, give me a couple of stans
Gave you a percentage but I'm taking home all of the bag
Give me definitive and unlimited amounts of people loving me and
Call upon everybody who came before me and tell them to come
And inject me with whatever they're smoking, man!

I'm sick! (Indeed)
But I think you know that already
You call me evil but how would you know it
Unless you live it already? (Hahaha)
You think you're better, right?
'Cause nobody's seen what you've done in the dark
But if I put your life in this light
You would crumble and fight to survive or die
But b*tch, I fu*king knew that already (Meow)

I ain't special (But)
But I specialise in making you feel especially stupid for judging a human
While you sit at home and the whole world can't watch what you doing
Or follow and hate all your movements
I ain't complaining but I know the people who do it
Are sicker than me and I'm sick enough I just might lose it

Yeah, you think you know me 'cause you double tap on a picture
I hate the fact that you judge me, it's driving me crazy
So when it's too deep I say, "Fu*k it" and drown in some liquor
I write these verses in blood, I got chapters for days
'Cause my heart is a biblical scripture
And I ain't a prophet but I can predict
That you'll never catch happiness till you're the pitcher

So please, continue to laugh (Hahaha!)
If I'm a clown, you're a circus act
When I rap it's in a surgeons mask
'Cause I place every syllable in a deliverable fashion,
From first to last
Then cut back with a message that's hidden in melody,
Making them think and ask
If I was the one on the table pushing, giving birth to rap

Maybe it was me
Maybe you like all my music but don't really actually love me
Maybe you just want a picture
Maybe you just want to see me 'cause you need some money
Maybe you're tricked that I'm happy
Maybe you think in reality liking my post is repairing a hole
When it's actually shaking and cutting the soul
Right out of me

I think I'm sick
I feel a rush of emotion whenever I post up a pic
I got a problem
I'm in the studio rapping while this girl is sucking my d*ck
She cut a hole in my heart, now I fill it with women
Who love me 'cause they think I'm rich
And if I be honest I just told the b*tch that I care
But I really do not give a sh*t

So what's your excuse, what helps you sleep?
You leave a negative comment
Not knowing that what you sow, you will reap
I bet you smile when you post, thinking you're hurting me
But you see, the way the brain works
You become what you speak

I need peace, (I know)
But y'all can't offer that (You can't!)
I held my ground, I didn't sell my soul
I said, fu*k the fame, y'all can take that offer back
Fu*k a shelf, you can't take me off the rack
All the fame is not worth a heart attack
You're insane, you're in pain,
I can tell by what you're saying

But... my bad, (I'm sorry)
I forgot you were fragile (Man)
I forgot someone who doesn't even know me told you I'm an a**hole
I forgot that I'm the villain
I forgot that I've always spread positivity, but you think I didn't
I forgot that hatred stems from people who hate their own existence
I forgot I'm better off alone
I forgot I care for everyone's happiness, but forget about my own
I forgot I spend every waking second on my phone-

Hahahaha!

Come join my circus, (Please)
I'm recruiting (Yeah)
I'm taking everyone who passes judgement, b*tch
That's including:
Everyone who thinks it's so amusing
To put me down while I'm pursuing
The keyboard warriors that live online
Behind a screen that's just an illusion

Come, come, come, come join my circus
You fu*king pr*cks!
I'll fu*k you till you love me, then pay you to do some tricks
I don't need a doctor, I need a bag of nails and bricks
To lay down on the floor so if you fail to land a flip
You can feel what I felt when you tried to come sink my ship

Let me explain, you all help me financially gain
But I spend my money on mental health books
And read them just to control all my pain
I don't wear clothes, but bought this chain
And just like you, this chain is fake
I wear it to distract you from the blatant sadness
Written on my fu*king face

What did you expect?
Did you think I was immune to what you were saying
And didn't see all of the disrespect?
Do you think I'm not human, have no feelings?
Or maybe you think I'm fu*king weak and now I'm pleading
Maybe you think I'm just too good in bed
And that I'm fu*king cheating

Or maybe, just maybe (Just maybe)
You're blind
And the hate inside your heart clouds your eyes
And your mind and your ears when I rhyme
Even though we all know I'm one of the best of all time (All time)
Or maybe, you're just a fu*king b*tch and I can't-

Stop comparing me to people who are not in my league
Stop saying I don't believe in God just because you can't read
Stop making fake profiles so you can spam my feed
I'm not alone, I know there's millions out there just like me

Hahahaha!