Garbage

Sometimes the rap game feels too easy,

I say that sitting back not getting cheesy.

I'll date a girl, just so she can leave me,

tell her I love her but not really.

 

Call me a meanie, minie, mo,

KCMO brought inspiration flow

take apart a Tech, then reassemble

call my bullet blessed n shoot the devil.

 

Why do I do this?

Why do I write?

The pain is in the pen

and the paper ignites.

 

If I could fly, I'd never come down,

I don't apologize, just leave with a frown

stay off the play board, I never touch down

mine's vacant, my brain is shutdown.

 

I'm feeling this way everyday,

appealing to pain everyway

killing a saying, night n day,

actin strange call it dismay.

 

Yeah I'll call myself invincible,while actin all invisible,

I'm smashing through the centerfold while eatin deadly chemicals.

 

All my work titular, aint anyone similar

Im the master of madness, king of absurd