Psycho - Intellectual

[Hook]

Boutta go crazy, trynna escape all this hell shit

My life feeling more difficult than everyone elses

But they say difficult paths lead to beautiful destinations

But I can not take all these people trynna test the greatest

Soon as they seen me learn rap they think I'm trynna turn black

Then they turn mad when they know I fucking heard that

I was willing to get my dark thoughts out I was down bad

And I do this shit to write a story down not to sound black

I'm hearing voices telling me to just pop off at these fuckers

It's like walking in a dark allеy about to see shit that's undiscovered

So I'm doing it knowing damn well it's a tеrrible decision

But I don't give a fuck anymore, I want y'all to start bitching

See people representing and throwing up their set

Stepped foot in the streets then instantly left

Just like my ex girl in the last relationship, I'm still upset

It wasn't me, wasn't because that shit was scaring me

I just want to relax in scent like roman therapy

Just gonna stay here to tear a beat, that's the only thing that can take care of me

Trynna take this flare gun, to shoot it up and flare to peace

But it seems like it doesn't want to come near me, feeling like a psycho

Spitting heat, just to relieve some of this shit then I might go

Boutta go crazy, trynna escape all this hell shit

My life feeling more difficult than everyone elses

But they say difficult paths lead to beautiful destinations

But I can not take all these people trynna test the greatest

Fire in the sky burnin eyes of the witnesses

I'm finna diss my nemesis, till he's removed from the premises

These bitches witnessing two psychos destroying some beats

Got more game than Socrates, the champ boy when I compete

To be specific I was terrific, shits getting tragic

In my own lane, try to catch me in traffic it'll get disastrous

Like my approaches, so thunderous they measured 6.8 on the Richter scale

As other peers trynna reach my height with my rhymes can't you tell?

So don't step up unless you're up for challenge

Gotta rip us apart to create an equal balance

Your bank account is broke so now you're kind of unbalanced

I hawk up my soul and spit it out through rhyme

And I gob on these fucking opponents no need to use up these lines