I'm surrounded by pain which you claim that I feign
But it's in my reign, which you say it's my bane
Is it a boon? Why am I so full of myself like the moon
I won't deny this is true, I need fucking lies sung in tune
Am I just another nonstarter, never meant to SUCceed
I'm a fucking born sucker, even it sucks when I struck shits
I attempt to get rid of this pain left that dissolves me
I was tempted to shit on this insane bereft that involves me
Am I merely placing my thoughts in words
Or am I only the only one facing rots cuz it hurts
Even though I'm verbally expressing, I'm literally idiotic
Mentally prehistoric with lines purely episodic
I need the doctor, then comes a nurse, "fuck her!"
I need to inject myself, I need assistance, proctor
I got to help myself up lest I'ma just lie on the bed
I don't need no more death cups, I'ma just die on this day
Let the voice of me speak, how it's the rhythm of weak
Just let me pick myself up, fuck it in this system so bleak