I'll succumb to something that I summon soon

A solar shock of sudden sun or moon

To separate semesters, I'm the same as school

So search the sections, get to stepping fool

Saucing a snap-back onto my scalp

Seal the seams just to see what we sell

It's so surreal my sight is a spell

Slow like a snail still out of my shell

She could suck the skin right off my little soldier

Till I squirt my seamen like a super soaker

Stained the seat with my seed

And shit it went through the sofa

Grab the sour cause I'm never sober

Stress and substance on my fucking shoulders

I'm straight to strains and my statement stays

Smelling smoke of that stanky odor

Sir Skitzo

Got sufficient sums

Spit it sicker than a slut salivating with cum

With a similar rash to syphilis on her tongue

Cause I spread and make you suffer with the syllabus son

And now I'm spilling a song in a matter of seconds

A lot of self centered suckers always said in a sentence

That they're superior to me cause they got it to spend it

But that summary suffices that they struggled to get it

I'm subject to speak, gon wreck this speech

Should I streak the streets while I'm naked

In my birthday suit, have the public sue

Then get locked up in that station

I see some support on my new success

Then superficial stuff and hate I guess

But I walked the length and that may suggest

That you're out of style and won't make the stretch

Now I safely see that I'm drowned in sorrow

Same damn day today or tomorrow

Sounding lame I gotta change my morals

Cause I'm far from sane and that shame will follow

Should I say your names or just keep it silent

If I did then I'd supply a riot

Several people sent to keep ya quiet

While I sail the seas just like a fucking pirate

Seeking serenity, separating the sheep

The shadow of a Sheppard developed under my feet

Yo God

Ain't my savior cause he ain't been saving me

So I'm steady contemplating what Satan will say to me

The spirits are near me, I'm hearing them clearly

Scream at my phone like I'm serious Siri

Fuck

I forgot I had a Samsung

Wrote my seventh note and then I'll blow up in your hand son

In it while I'm sinning. I'm the synonym for handsome

Spitting shit like cinnamon I wish I never had some

Sippin' on the Guinness till the spinach then I pack up

Strippin' all the women till I finish then I pack up

YUCK

She a simple hooker

Stranger in the dark cause she ain't a looker

Hitting on my balls like a game of snooker

Then say my sac is sweet and taste the same as sugar

Sorry Sheila

It's mainly salty

Pull it out and then embrace it softly

Suck my shaft until your face is snotty

Then go tell your bae, you gave chase a softie

They say I'm Santa cause I'm such a saint

En-using stanzas to suppress the hate

Man I live with struggles and it's hard to take

But fuck suicide

My mom's heart would break