There's something beneath my bones.
A red spark after we talked on the phone.
Prone to it.
But I don't get it.
My mom can't escape this house even if she had a loan.
Spawned some rhymes and pwned everyone and everything I ever known.
Over these years I've grown and weakness is all I've shown.
Heard my sister groan in the back bedroom and heard some moans.
Her and Seth were fucking I suppose.
Yeah, that shits gross.
Overdosing won't work.
When I walk in school all I see is pork.
Pigs rolling around in mud.
I met this chick and picked around for a flower bud.
But all I got was a nose drenched in blood.
Oh crud.
Her boyfriend ended up being a stud.
My head flooded and I saw a hog with horns.
The rain continues to pour
I continue to be fucking mediocre and poor.
Thrown out my front door.
I've never been cared about before until I met her
and like a cat my soul began to purr.
I only graduated because my math teacher gave me a curve.
My best friend Willy ended up being a perv.
Ducked down on a 5 year old girl and whirled.
Met up with him in a mental hospital and that shit had me shrilled.
My step dad said I had a demon in me.
I'm starting to believe it
because everything to me has me peeved.
When I was younger I looked up to Christopher Reeve.
Until I heard he became a cripple.
I started to feel like I couldn't achieve.
Until I saw Spider-Man and I gained the need to swing.
I've never cared about the bling but I've always wanted to sing.
Expressing myself is the only way to bring down the ding.