Blemish

[Verse 1]
Not determined for the mainstream
I don't modify my mind for the mass
Washed up and i still try write on my notepad
With my own shitty hands
The beat go nasty and dirty
The rhythm's catchy and i'm happy
Split personality, 'cause I have social problems
Antisocial and an empty wallet
Tellin' 'bout my mental state
Well, still better being proud punched someone in the 5th grade
Yo, did you already forgot that pussy bite right in fuckin' forearm
Huh?, but one word against you
A whole breed crawling like a lil worm

[Interlude]
But let's get to the point right now

[Verse 2]
Music is a modern way of ridiculous menace
These bars you writing are goofy like german chain letters
So don't act more embarrassing than you already been
Writin' only dirty bars, no need of any hygiene
Cleanin' up your brain, it's a damn blemish
With flex tape, Phil Swift, that's a lotta damage
At least i can behave, not like these kiddos nowadays
They gettin' ego problems by their evil cripple name
May can i have more pressure in my dinner plate?
Spreadin' the art of headache for fuck sake
Having the eternal migraine
Let the shit outta my mind and go insane
I remember where my voice was my favourite distaste