Token - 8. Momma's Favorite Chair lyrics

I sit in my home, bu*t naked, in my mommas favorite chair With a pencil and a pad and alot of hate to share With no morals to go through I just told gla** to produce something i can grab a sh** talking p**ys throat too I fiend for anger, i seek the adrenaline more I treat people like sh** to get treated like sh** so i can get mad and write another verse i won't ever record then i get bored and trash em' and i bet their still better than yours What would i respect you for? There ain't no better metaphor to address you more than attention who*e Industry s*ut, getting plugged like an extension cord by the boss Now my tempers like the seven dwarfs, hella short Never before have i spent my time preaching hate But im a 17 year old who stays inside and eats all day, i ran out of topics so i punch myself til i got a bleeding face.... Then write a verse to alleviate the freakin pain Like yea, i got socked in the face im goin to the hospital Really i go to the freezer for a chocolate popsicle Its impossible for me to be social again, all i talk about is rap...and they dont give a sh** They ain't amused... Please stop a**uming in my grade, im cool Im a weirdo in all black who everyone hates at school Thats why when you say you look up to me, i remain confused The only folks i chill with do it cause they think ima be famous soon And yall wanna give me tips, this that, that this, market like THIS, i promise youll attract ma**es, man thats mad average I say share my video or ill f**in k** you, you can hashtag that sh** I start my day with no hesitation, i wake up, watch sam and cat, jack off, and im medicated to brainwash my generation Im 17 with the mentality of a pissed off 40 year old who never made it My mom calls it ambition, my producer calls it stupid, my teacher calls it sit the hell down and stop scaring the students, my fans call it pa**ion, my friends dont know i have it like My psychologist calls it "can you please untie me?" NO I told you, i wanna be staying in trouble Im just mad my engineer said that i ain't really humble All i did was rap about being the best now, its true Then told him to bow down when i stepped out the booth What the f**s the issue?? you wanna f**in tissue?? Cry about it while i f**in hit you And stop asking to battle, just cause im a rapper doesnt mean i love to diss you, ill just continue to punch and kick you like its rough ju jitsu When i throw a punch, i ain't gonna miss you Youll end up running away.....and i still won't f**in miss you And ever since i released "talk to you" teen girls begun to care for me But they dont know im just a 40 year old with a rare disease