Frazzled

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Feelin' brought the animal to surface I usually suppress that shit because it make me nervous The world act like it hate me and do shit to me on purpose The more I try to fix the shit just only seem to worsen Too many rough assessments would diagnosing my person My subject matter ill I'm too aggressive in my verses No stopping till I'm dirt the only thing I know for certain Haters throwing sticks and stones they hoping my feelings hurt Insulting my intelligence, guess I'm not as dumb as I look See I have no pots and pans but I promise I cook The quests for "W"s to balance out the "L"s that I took To holding my monеy to light to make me feel like a crook, bitch Thе world's a train wreck, I ain't finish my work Week and and I already spent my motherfuckin' paycheck My anxiety and breaking point are like neck and neck The world is full of wrong it's hard for me to be correct [Chorus] Broke than a motherfucker, classified a criminal Amongst the copycats I cannot be an individual Enough of this and that, people tired of pretending That they really give a fuck about whoever get offended Alive in this innocence, a middle finger's what I give 'em I'm everybody better than the next, get bent Ain't nobody above the criticism, middle finger's what I'm give 'em Sayin that I owe 'em, come collect [Verse 2] Now you got the animal enraged Constant feelin' of seclusion to others do not relate Pushing media pollution influencing mind state So that you can poise zombies that grow at a fast rate Redact or circulate like a rumor or mixtape Make you reconsider your beliefs, I'm thinking no mistake Living on the edge, How much abuse more or less did it take Tells us all to be real while everything they sell is fake Insult my intelligence, guess I'm not as dumb as the rest And I don't give up quite as easily, they call me obsessed And for the very worst position I'm the absolute best To represent the bottom barrel in the aptitude test The world's a train wreck, they got the wool over our eyes And they telling us these lies, what did we expect? Mock they're patience and tolerance alike, neck and neck The world is wrong and this is why I want to disconnect [Chorus] Broke than a motherfucker, classified a criminal Amongst the copycats I cannot be an individual Enough of this and that, people tired of pretending That they really give a fuck about whoever get offended Alive in this innocence, a middle finger's what I give 'em I'm everybody better than the next, get bent Everybody above the criticism, middle finger's what I'm give 'em Sayin that I owe 'em, come collect [Outro] Sayin that I owe 'em, come collect Sayin that I owe 'em, come collect