Bully Me

F**k... Sometimes I feel like my life, It will end me. My tank feels like it's on empty or Maybe I forgot how to be friendly. Maybe I'm sick of who angers me, people who are not being able to answer me.

Who seems to have no intellectual capacity? Who’s always scrambling their answers when being asked simple questions not holding consistency? Oh, and these lies they just keep surfacing. As I'm asking myself. When are they going to give up bragging, like they’re holding the Key?

My Psychological disorders I'm managing when I’m imagining things. They’re self destructive In nature, they can't be helped as a fiend. When they talk it's always shitty because what they say don't corralate with how they walk it's unsteady. Plus, What they do don’t relate, It isn’t really reality. It’s how am I going to make what I said sound better in any way. It’s biter if anything.

Singing out loud in sounds. Jesus Christ, just let the chorus play. We all know the words of the songs they say. That is what they were going to say. We already know every word that they have ever said.

Get this! I say. My lips can record their minds between those two eyes. Like a tape, I can rewind it any day. Their five minute meme’s can’t explain away My imagined dreams of pure poetry.

Listen Bullies…
Respect this entities Soul magic lyrical Potency. Right now, this isn’t me. I’m allowing demons in, Controlling me. Who’s noticing things, laughing hysterically. You really just got me bored to death still Boring me so dam easily. Years of studying becoming me.
To be burned by these humans Repetitively. You think I didn’t have too Learn this s**t for years like if it was handed to me. Like if it was ever so effortless. A gift given to me?

I worked hard every f**king day! Now i can just burn them in words they can’t understand to read.

They legit couldn’t Handle this sorcery. Yeah that’s it! Call me a freak Because I’m So f**king honest, Different, Open an Free.
Those minds couldn’t handle these spells I put on...