Serotonin Syndrome

Tell me to stop it, I hear it so often, I had me a problem, I offed him Talking my shit, get it popping Once I get started no stopping, leave his ass barely talking I recognize when they ready to see What I been up to is prolly a feat Taking big steps, I got all the cheats, there's some shit you can learn from me Soul gets crushed and burned to dust, I don't know why I'm still here Guess it don't matter, cause I'm doing better Any fucking ways, I made it clear Full of uncertainty amiss, all of this painful bliss Only thing that I know, is that I'll strike a chord On with the song, money Turned this bitch real scummy Fighting to stay alive everyday, this shit ugly Nailed to the cross but I still saw 'em walk Eyes without soul is a dream that cost Poker face, choke on the mace, wanna take this shit straight, up I don't need a problem with your fucking man, with shit this dope, how can't they stan Tippy tip toeing, on the line to hell I'm going Unless it's frozen Feel like I'm chosen Or maybe I'm just in the heat of the moment Mountain tops, Jack Frost, lil' bit cold, up top F*ck my shit up at the last stop Hopping right out just to moonwalk Riddle me this, riddle me that, tell me a lie and I'll cut up your ass Things are worse for you, now who gon' feel bad Had the last laugh they mad I go hard, like I'm fresh out the paint Paint me blood red, but my interior is grey I am just a zombie, catch me walking dead in lobbies Killing for a hobby There's been several bodies caught, on the sidewalk