OUT OF TUNE

My mind is out of tune feeling like a cartoon making my head like a balloon

there's no room through this womb with nothing to consume a flower blooms

the brain of mind is a abomination to mankind christ can't forgive me now

he can't allow somehow for the sins and decisions I've through my own life

the definition of insanity is bloody funny and such a tragedy

because honestly I'm constantly walking in circles like turtles when it comes to raps

tested with life like rats paths are just endless and senseless green eggs and ham

the horns of the lamb is the only watching me starving to have a piece of me

worries me how I'm going to die like a butterfly while I lie in the grass as birds fly

it's so shallow and the only thing I trust is my shadow but then again

it's gonna stab me in the back at ten a.m like mayhem there's nothing left for me

crazy how I'm still here I'm getting tired from overhear on the other ear...