Nack Tha Stranga

If I were to sit down
And attempt a rewire
I'd prolly just summon the demon,
Eat him,
And leave tired
The dread sometimes is so deep in my head
I'd rather be left alone than be the happy dude
At random thinking how to be polite while rude
Like "F**K YOU for being what I'm not and still cool!"
Stoop lower than cat drool
After that kitty collapsed into the warm bath
Man who am I kidding that p***y be stored truth
So I admit

I'm here and seek more fuel
Distances be further than where I will go to
I pull on the rope too
This tuggin be war moves
I'm stuck and need more tools
So if i improve and reach the pinnacle shores blue
Ima soar if my wings ever unstuck from the roof goop
I guess I shudda ate all the glue
Maybe I'd stick to a thing
or maybe if I push it to the limit I could bring more then a few ribbons for participation in sworn fueds.

Lately every day makes me feel like a sore tooth
I try to wake up on the right side
But the left gets my sickness begging me to
Drift off of my bliss
The blisters bit but if it's deeper than a prick
I'll go ap***it on the same fester of lesser
Yall need that special touch
While my fingers flick away any test of this measure
Rearranging
Remember
Hater angles
Diss the disser
Then Crack the whip
And dismember...

I used to be someone you'd hate sharing the splendor
It ain't confused I'm definitely down for the weather
Played positions with lender
messages sent to be called back when I get my s**t back together...but I guess if I'm the devil
I'll take a second to embellish this considering it'll be the last time you see the Nack Tha Stranga on this typa of depressive
Mess
that
I honestly
Could care less for.
All I wanna do is rest on 24k plated forks
Maybe desensitize this life of mine to where I can make sense of what people wanna pass as kind but we all know what lye behind the lies
So I'll just go sleep tonight
Reset again
And act as if my eyes won't show what I feel when i curl up and become one with my own type of
obi won
Kenobi
Life!