i really don't care anymore and it shows

You've got to get mad you've got to say, I'm a human being. God damn it! My life has value I want you to get up right now, go to the window, open it, stick your head out and yell I am mad as hell, I'm not going to take this anymore I watched this demon clipped my wings, consume in both with anger I've fallen deep within the earth and all these spirit strangers Been trying to see the others view but never leave this angle I see the sky turn dark in hues with one who choose to change it I know those lies are nothing new, you feel no shame to face it You feel those highs are nothing more than lows are something scary The false will rise, I'll grab the sword that's war that I'm declaring You give in hope to those that croak when failures fall sighted I give a cry to those that die for shit that's highly unlikely Get high as an Itsumade, grow new wings for my new god I feel this power seep into my mind, I lose facade I'll f*ck the world without a rubber, not inside the pussy jaw F*ck the limit bitch, I'm speeding rather die than follow law And when that piggy pull me over, make sure that nigga never draw Hold on that beat, give it a The lion does not feel guilty when he kills the prey, right You do not feel guilty when you squash a fly And I think that means something I think I'm something evil cause I took her heart and ate it She watch me have a feast, I feel refreshed, she's out of patience It's not the same, it's never been, don't think that I would change it Tasting pain and it's delicious before it's spoiled and tainted And that's one picture painted Let me show you the gallery, something weird and astonishing, never painted a picture But all this work is a part of me, from the end to the start of me No you can't just get all of it, some of your pieces are lost Try to freeze it, defrost, all of you bitches can die in the dark Never gave f*ck about living at large, day to the day I don't care anymore Wake up and bake then I go to the store, f*ck is a fan I don't have any dough Fuckin' my bitch finger down in her throat, he gonna talk cause he cappin' the most Not even cappin' it's all getting old, get on the move get some money or hoes Talk about working but chillin' with bros, do what I want cause I've always felt chose That feeling got hurt in the dark with the crows, call you a hoe cause you fuckin' your code Back to these feelings they holding my goals, cry to the ceiling, don't cry to my home Cause you got the answers to make em go ghost, don't really care anymore and it shows Get out, get out, get up out of here How about this, we've hit the money load