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Searching for acceptance in the midst of my rejection Lurching from repentance as I twist in imperfection I wanted to be something but the mirror was not reflective It's haunting being nothing but my fear has brought perspective Welcome to witnessing a lyrical homicide Been kept up at night by clerical error guys Try to poke holes in my material bare disguise Misinterpret the goals and improperly analyze Miss, in turn you pit yourself against my annals of impeccable guise Won't be wise to defy brilliance of annulling unwise Civilians, I don't hide from thе millions, the gimmick's a mirror See it clearer, find thе hiding little man is you, my dear People dislike what they don't understand So put my head on a pike, it's all part of the plan My body of work flies over your land As you catapult my corpse like shit from your apish hands But when I hit Listen to me, listen well Try to rue me? Go to Hell Can't undo me, but it's swell To see the people who were jumping on me all just fell I outgrew you, can't you tell? Never knew you, no farewell Fight is over, ring the bell I've got more time for speaking on my mental Hell So might as well just talk about the things that no one gawks about You're jocking like my cock is out, not wasting clock on pocket clout There are people who are ending it and rappers are defending it Picking fights, no dogs in it, spotlight so they're hogging it I'm not talking 'bout all the petty disses Or the name-calling or going after each other's misses Know what I'm dismissing is the vision they envision When they talk about depression as if, to them, it was given You see, it used to be you'd write a pining sad song If somebody broke your heart or your life was going wrong But all these phonies see a market like a target They trade heartbreak for depression and mislabel with their argot I know they don't know the whole show They think feeling sad is as deep as this hole goes But when you are like "we true" insanity full shows Insanity manatee, never had sanity, unsanitary fantasy of aquarium man in tees Going Covid and spread disease, global warming and chopping trees Leaving warning with bloody knees, but it's storming, there's no relief That story was not of me, but there's a plot in that prior scheme About a stocky stalker fulfilling dreams by turning tricks for some self-esteem Sucking dicks hence the bloody knee, just in case you weren't following Nothing's hollow in this hollering So in case you are thinking or mistaking that I'm on a RhymeZone kick You better roll back this RhymeZone prick with a dictionary quick And understand I'm just dexterous, but you can call me slick Time for hippity flippity dippity slippity, simply sinfully dastardly lines Shout out to Crypt and see all of the hip MCs rocking that grind One day, the grind will be sharpening knives to the industry all in due time So I leave it to cool guys to revise the dead eyes of a culture gone wrong fine I'm not the hippity cool kid, see, nobody cares for my anarchy tries I'm man enough to admit that my thing's not appealing to most generations of eyes So the people who rocked this cypher, it's on you to continue on raising the bar 'Cause a crazy empty man spouting off like a viper is destined to never go very far Not taking it hard, Captain Picard, calm and collected through enemy charge Skipping the stars, straight to the trek, got to keep going or life is a wreck Only a speck, what you expect from an annoying and violent insect Try to perfect my dialect to find different ways just to say I'm a mess I digress, it's time to stop, I won't impress - I'm like a cop on house arrest So what's the point of wearing vests, expose my chest, so take your best Go for the heart and nothing less, aim for the rain, what happens? Guess Your bullet fails to penetrate this mess Little pest, you can't outsmart the best It's best to try to make me feel less Come at me with whit and you are failing the test Time to summarize all the themes within these rhymes Not what it seems every line, but there's some things to keep in mind I got talent, hide my face, crazy person, a disgrace Mental illness, got a case, use this platform as a place For others who fill the same space, the cool kids call me 'poopy face' Admire those who did this thing that I am getting done with haste Inspired by talent showcased, shout out to all those making waves We give a different energy but you are not my enemy For this ending scene, let me tell you what I mean I think that we can triumph over mean by celebrating similarity And differences that make our mashups a hilarity Like Carly X scaring me or Feral comparatively related to my mentality Everybody there impressing me, de-stressing me for a couple minutes of ecstasy