In monsters in my head I touch on a subject really sentimental
Bullying, selling my soul making seem accidental
Making it seems like I didn't but I did, it's been itching in my mental
Maybe the central of all my anger is placed on falling from monumental highs
Never reaching my potential
I be so temperamental
Everything pops my fuse especially this rap sh**
But instead of popping I'll cuss someone out, cuz it's preferable
Everyone is so judgmental
I don't really give a f**
As long as I'm doing me, that's essential
Like watching a rated r movie, with no parental guide to censor you
Call the devil; I k**ed so many people in my nightmares
In an asylum I just hate their f**ing stares
I pushed someone or maybe I got pushed down the stairs
Ask if anyone cares?
I just wanna be called sick before I pull out my hair
I remember when I went rough on my first set of bars
They said they weren't expecting that from me, they called me soft
Now I never stop going hard
Leave rapper without their teeth, like we spared
Rappers need a mouth guard
Shut up cuz the devil is in his yard
Wanna k** me, bro I die hard
I'm someone you never wanna cross
But my work isn't being called
Good or even being lift up to a spot in the charts
Some say it's too soon but I need a boom start
And that not what I'm getting so I gotta go smart
I'm getting a deal, two for the price of one
But I gotta shed some blood
And some light on the situation so you won't get a gun for when you see me pop up
I never felt human; I don't need a soul, f** feelings
This is my way out and if I don't make it then I'll put it all down
This pen and Mic don't mean a thing if the right people won't listen, like hearing a ghost make a sound
And the devil heard lyrics come out my mouth
You know what happens next?
I don't need to say the story on how I sell out