RAW

I can't see myself Often I know I can't be someone else Corners cut and the shadow of a shelf It shines so bright it out ran the life I led And my complaints become The hate and the despair I tend to take Egotistical, it's self made I don't see hands, I only see blades in my face I go back and think I can see the trace The race, the sorrow, the fucking place I'm trying to gain some sense yet I only lost weight I lost faith, I sought a cunt to take the blame A shit ton of thesis, I fake things And I expect things to fix this, to bring peace, to please thee, but f*ck me F*ck everything, the takes they preach They try to teach, they are out of reach It's opinions y'all tend to kiss, don't ever see blinks, no flares, no cares, no spares It's I want to do this, I want to send this, I want to spread shit I glare, I care, I comprehend Their worries, their florists, their tourists, their secrets Only I know their secrets, the concrete stares, the dispairs, the shit you talk can only be distaste In this case, you see blanks, and I see space Threw myself like a maniac now I'm locked in a cage Too much pity I create, I look away while spitting in your plate I forgot the seasoning, I almost became plain Head burst, dive head first, built fantasies to only make it worse Too many times I focused on my thirst Nothing but excuses only turned this into a curse I'm not different, I'm not special, I'm dead flower losing my last petal F*ck all this, I'll still show you how I can be critical Lost in the prose, yet I shit on you with different types of thoughts More heart, more art than Drake and Kanye's part, they never fought hard Raw emotions are left behind only to look tough and to drive fast cars Why am I the one showing my scars I make tracks only I can write bars to I don't need pars to write my verses too Aware of my privilege made me Jack Harlow two, I guess I'm a mess, a non binary cunt always stressed even if I'm blessed, this is nothing but a test It's a fest, I'm actually different from the rest, I'm the fucking best I'm hypocritical You shouldn't take what I say too seriously I don't know how to talk my shit But I know how to make a banger and a hit