Mr. Society - Damn Skull lyrics

[V1: Realname] I'm a powerless king in a town of ghosts In a tower toasting the host of the hour Gross in the mirror smoke in the shower The ultimate coward having a sulk On that sour taste in the mouth tip Bullsh** talk to my self milking a cow tit A home alone in the house kid I Maculkin the mic Jackson(some) moon unit albums from the store Moonwalking out it I'm a ball at parties cause I talk the loudest Drop the ball at parties cause I, talk the loudest Watch me origami my persona Hardly try no more like Once I start to gush it's over Can't stop tsunamis Cloud of powder on my outer shell Is an Ivory suit on a skeleton Ironic use of my voice My idle hands are Lucifer's toys Writing a ransom for random bystanders Attention span demanding answers Where my jacket straight racket raps Antivirus can't hack it raps Tip of the iceberg acid tabs Itching for peace Scratchin scabs This sh**s a disease Catching crabs Gimme the keys Snatch and grab Get off my back b**h catch a cab Only time I crash is on my mattress Man I got Hellen Keller's doing backflips Epiphany speech Listen to me Click on this link and just look at this sh** I can speak A blibity bleep that's all folks You can all croak Holding you breath hoping that i'll choke I'm going barebones bombing on a beat Skulling ink Vomit on a sheet Fill the sink with my rotten teeth Bleeding gums kick a shocking stick Rocking middle fingers [V2: Teether] And they know So many feelings when the wrist snap on the intro Now no solo, barely one hand the scale is so low So toke on the XL, time refuse to propel So I'ma stay and wait here for the brain to rot to all hell I'm so well, I think I teleported to my quiet place A one bedroom apartment overlooking such deep space It's Wednesday and fools stay pressing bu*tons on broke trains Make your escape and disappear past loose shapes Since that lucid is elusive, by night dreaming 'bout the next day Daydreams be scheming how to scream and still get paid 5 years and it's not gone so well, won't switch lanes At this rate, I'll probably stage dive the Eastern freeway With a concrete helmet on Bone marrow in your vision how you know it's wrong Ultraviolence how I'm k**ing every minute cause this shift is so damn dull Thoughts so overflowing my brain bulging out my damn skull