Writing this I be in a fucked up kind of mindset

Mood is shifty im the skinny mane but all my rhymes fat

I need some space and silence to just get my time spent

Working till dawn sleeping dead till sunset

Mind is wealthy but it can not pay my bills yet

My rage is hard to controll I need some pills damn

It takes a fucking millisec to make a beast mad

My thoughts are run amok my head like insects

Trynna make my motherfucking ends meet

Hands are shaking I can't even sleep

See I'm that sick

Psychosis

Psycho raps

I'm the fucking psychopath

Spitting shit so hard it feels like drowning in a bubblebath

Bitch

I'm tired of being tired of being tired

My head is ticking like a bomb and I can't find a wire

I'm deep inside of all that with no chance to meet the bottom

But moment later all that shit is really not a problem

That ain't even a problem

Whachu think Mato?

I'm mad at people cause they evil they want my inner to be dead

Being jealous at my pursuit of happiness I see that

Wanna knock them out like Rocky at the final round

Deep down in mind I be draging their bodies to the pile of riped heads

Don't even got the power to quarrel with people with other POV that's a finito to my mental freedom and I be the dumb ass motherfucker that be stubborn as a donkey

Always trynna stop myself and joke around the fucking monkeys

Used to stuck up in my mummy's house stitching up my mouth

Now I'm out, still a broke fool full of fucking doubts

Got a lot of shit I need to get it off my chest

Overstressed ring the alarm this is not a test

Brain is steaming outta ears fire's out lemme spit

All the dirt lemme fucking go mad go berserk

Social drama got me tripping trynna make my ends meet

Moment later I'm realising all my problems ain't shit