The G.o.a.t. of Lost Hope

Rap with reggae pop and trap funk: hushed, close-mic low gritty raspy smooth half-spoken talk-sing, slow enunciated cadence, gang-vocal hook shouts; wide reverb over dry drums, voice dry and upfront; eerie flamenco guitar lead, punchy basslines, ambient pads, stuttered trap percussion with death-bounce accents; slow ominous head-nod groove

im just an eternally broke joke 
whos barely able to cope
as I slowly begin to choke 
on my own dead dreams and hope

cuz  I've  already missed the boat 
I cant get  crossed the damn moat
my heart is so heavy and soaked 
with tears  I can no longer float

I always seem to unintentionally slit my throat 
every single time I attempt  to try to grow 
my ever dwindling supply of my  cash flow 
and  in the end I end up going right  back to zero

im just an anti social anti happy anti hero 
who was born from the aftermathematical  ash of the burned up cash in the  aftermath of his own self made destruction im the wrecking ball swinging responsible for my own lifes deconstruction
 slipping further and farther into pure madness and I'm barely  able to function feeling as I  grow numb as I  succumb to the demons of my own dysfunction Im putting myself in my  own tomb as my mind is consumed by my own reckless self consumption as my brain repeatedly glitches and malfunctions 
and every day lately  I can feel my will power as it grows weaker and weaker  i'm helplessly sinking downward into the abyss as i  go deeper and deeper
now im not  trying to brag about myself or even gloat or sugarcoat but if there's a title history has wrote for the biggest fuck up of all time well then I guess that'd make me the goat
with a golden noose made out of rope i really should wash my mouth with soap or just go overdose on dope

im the greatest fuck up of all damn time
just a waste  of life  with a wasted mind
always  getting way the fuck out of line
positivity blind with no reason or rhyme

I tell you these things not out of pride 
none of these things make me proud 
cuz I feel that  im already dead inside
and almost  six feet under the ground

this is really  just a sad mans cry for help 
this is a guide to how not to destroy yourself 
its a cautionary tale you really need to hear 
along to sweet music to appease your ears

so please dont get me wrong although I always am 
none of this was wanted none of this was planned 
and it doesnt take a degree in physics to understand 
that you really cant help where your cards of fate land

these bad habits which took me years to attain

that eternally  plague and drain my tortured brain

which  demanded that much time and effort to gain

Will take the same stretch of time to actually change.

now im not  trying to brag about myself or even gloat or sugarcoat but if there's a title history has wrote for the biggest fuck up of all time well then I guess that'd make me the goat
with a golden noose made out of rope i really should wash my mouth with soap or just go overdose on dope

im the greatest fuck up of all damn time
just a waste  of life  with a wasted mind
always  getting way the fuck out of line
positivity blind with no reason or rhyme

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im just an eternally broke joke whos barely able to cope as I slowly begin to choke on my own dead dreams and hope cuz I've already missed the boat I cant get crossed the damn moat my heart is so heavy and soaked with tears I can no longer float I always seem to unintentionally slit my throat every single time I attempt to try to grow my ever dwindling supply of my cash flow and in the end I end up going right back to zero im just an anti social anti happy anti hero who was born from the aftermathematical ash of the burned up cash in the aftermath of his own self made destruction im the wrecking ball swinging responsible for my own lifes deconstruction slipping further and farther into pure madness and I'm barely able to function feeling as I grow numb as I succumb to the demons of my own dysfunction Im putting myself in my own tomb as my mind is consumed by my own reckless self consumption as my brain repeatedly glitches and malfunctions and every day lately I can feel my will power as it grows weaker and weaker i'm helplessly sinking downward into the abyss as i go deeper and deeper now im not trying to brag about myself or even gloat or sugarcoat but if there's a title history has wrote for the biggest fuck up of all time well then I guess that'd make me the goat with a golden noose made out of rope i really should wash my mouth with soap or just go overdose on dope im the greatest fuck up of all damn time just a waste of life with a wasted mind always getting way the fuck out of line positivity blind with no reason or rhyme I tell you these things not out of pride none of these things make me proud cuz I feel that im already dead inside and almost six feet under the ground this is really just a sad mans cry for help this is a guide to how not to destroy yourself its a cautionary tale you really need to hear along to sweet music to appease your ears so please dont get me wrong although I always am none of this was wanted none of this was planned and it doesnt take a degree in physics to understand that you really cant help where your cards of fate land these bad habits which took me years to attain that eternally plague and drain my tortured brain which demanded that much time and effort to gain Will take the same stretch of time to actually change. now im not trying to brag about myself or even gloat or sugarcoat but if there's a title history has wrote for the biggest fuck up of all time well then I guess that'd make me the goat with a golden noose made out of rope i really should wash my mouth with soap or just go overdose on dope im the greatest fuck up of all damn time just a waste of life with a wasted mind always getting way the fuck out of line positivity blind with no reason or rhyme

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