Yo Skitzo

I really got a question

Whatchu think about about the rappers

Using pitch correction?

Instead of practicing

Until they got the shit perfected

They just mumble on the mic

And put some over-used effects in

Not to mention

They be ruining the game

Man I'm puking at your name

You ain't cool with your chains

You're abusing auto tune

Dude

You're using it for fame

Wait..

So y'all different

Yet perusing it the same

Aight then

But I take my right hand

In the middle of the night man

And I grab your fucking head

And then I'll bash it off your night stand

Wrap around your throat

And then exterminate your lifespan

Until you're repeating more

Than Marina Joyce's hype man

Yo bitch

I bet you're fucking quick to fail

I can tell you're nervous

Cause you're chewing on your fingernails

You make me fucking sick

Until I'm sipping on some Ginger Ale

Flippin' the written script

Till I'm picked up

By the Richter scale

Hit the rails

Just like I'm sippin' on some vodka

Even if I didn't wanna rap

Bro I gotta

Do it for my momma

Do it for my papa

Do it for the people who can't

When they really wanna

Uhh

Yo all this acids in my spine

Made me actually go blind

This disaster in my mind

Makes the nastiest of rhymes

Single handily I'll rise

Rebellious little prick

So no ones asking me to sign

Yet I'm always on my grind

But I rip it with a sick flow

Pausing up in time

Like I smoked a fucking fistful

Bitches wanna blow my dick

Like this shit is a whistle

But those people get inside my brain

And that's why I'm named Skitzo

With all of these crazy voices in my head

I'm not going to a Doctor

Cause they'll put me on some meds

So instead my therapeutic method was condemned

I depended on my pen

Because the music was my friend

I intend to do damage

No matter how I manage

I'm bettering my talent

While I'm lecturing the planet

I slowly start to panic

Cause they're censoring my habits

I wanted to up and vanish

But my fans would then be stranded

I'll never take for granted

What you guys helped me do

You put my life back on track

When I thought I was screwed

And if I ever fall back

At-least I know I got you

Cause till the day that I die

My musics bound to be viewed

And that's real