Edmund Kemper

Thought I'd be safe by myself
Oh I thought, till I dropped everything but my health
Simmer down, listen, me, I need pain, how I felt
I don’t wanna be happy
I think I need help

Started lurking online and I'm hating the fakeness
I see no provision, my vision is tainted
Woke up, said mo fuck it, I'll do that shit later
Sit down, try write rhymes, but I’m hating the paper

I look at myself some days thinking the greatest
Then just hours later I mo fucking hate it
I see you online and I know that you basic
Bitch suck my dick
Bitch I'm the greatest

Dreaming about all the love and the payments
I been missing out on while stuck
In the basement
Determined to make it, the lamest to chase it
Fuck fuck fuck
Yuh I'm still fucking hating

Bish sucked my dick like she mo fucking wasted
When woke up, her lips on my tip, now I'm waiting
To eat that bitch up, how I feast on the beat
The machine came to cheat, double d's on my cheeks

Foreign bitch hit the phone, get ignored then repeat
Hoe I'm home, stay alone in my dome with my weed
I don't fuck with nobody, I feel like I'm buddy
In Easter. The beast who came up from the mud, he
Got vans on his feet
And the feet lookin muddy
Bummy boys in the back of the function
Erupting
But keepin it low key like fuck it
Fuck it

Hoe know I did it
Tossing a thot, locked, and tied to the river hoe still was living
Battered and bruised Like who did it
Shut the fuck bitch I’m loose and I’m winning
Giving no fuck bout a clue or a witness
Live wit no trust and no love in a minute
I'm tripping
Hoe know I fit the description
Bash out her brains
I’m insane kill the witness

I did it
Fuck wit no god I been sinning
Riding round town ‘for I parked and got in it
The doors, windows, locked, and snow covered cause winter
Ain't no one gonna see me
And no one will miss her
I'm bitter
Fucking wit god and the scriptures
Passive aggressive, gave up on the image
Ya get it?
Choking on woods in the civic
20 years gone, 21 up and winning
Ya bitches