No One

[Verse]
I think no one really likes me
If my friends got the chance they’d probably go and fight me
I think people put me the sides like white meat If I try to leave the plate they’d probably bite me

I think I’m tired and life is going too fast
Improv, I retired, that straw was my last
I think people think I can’t even rap
I think all of them should kiss my fucking ass

First off, I rap fast and you have to admit
Free-styling at home candles are getting lit
Rhyme scheme complex, plus some
Extra wit
Don’t need to flex, to even win

Hear the lyrical skill in every single hit
Haters will get salty just like a Pringle chip
At 3 am I’m working hard inside whip
And at 4 I’ll grab the bottle and take a sip

Then I’ll probably go out for a smoke at 5
At six say screw it, probably go for a ride
Gotta fix, before I arrive
At 7 you on the floor but I can’t revive

Hit the beeline
You’ll be fine
Your not mine
You’re outta time
Climb the grapevine
Assumptions ain’t mine
Give you a faint nine
Then get a co-sign
Oh now it’s break time!

Screw Pessimism, I need you to shut up
Screw who I’m dissin, cause you kinda fucked up
Will anyone listen? Tell em I’ve had enough or
I made the wrong
Decision? Now you’re gonna suffer

Gun to your head shoot you two times
Once so your dead few more to the spine
Last line, a desperate attempt to rhyme
I’m fine, but if fire catches its a sign

Don’t test me I’m already on the edge
Feel like your pushing me off to my death
People are saying things- yea you! I bet
Maybe- I should not take a breathe

I don’t like people who look down on me
If they knew more they’d probably be proud of me
Everyone’s doubting me
I just want a salary
Come as the Calvary
Stick you with the flames
Calling me Calgary
Think I’ve found a fallacy
Tipping your scales
I’m balancing
Ask for a rating, then give my height
Like 5 10 Bitch, im not tryna fight
God damn I’m higher than a kite!

“Please say sike”
What you’re saying, right?
Parents reminds me of the tension cause it’s getting real tight
Knock you down when I write
Turned you on like a light
I rap and I’m white
But I kill on the mic
Voice is shrill when I rhyme
All of My skills undefined
Might Take pills kinda guy
I’ll be Killing a rave
It’s dead for fucks sake
Drive over to the wake
Just to spit on its grave!

Endurance is psycho
Insurance is Geico
Don’t like to fight bro
I just might tho
I just might throw
Keep up with my flow
Don’t you think I know?
I turned on god mode

I don’t want to even get cocky
But I know if you tried you couldn’t even stop me

I’m going too fast in my own lane, (so)leave me alone
I know I’m just a no name, I’ll get off the phone

It’s been 14 years and I haven’t grown
Can be kinda funny, not all on my own
Fighting myself, can’t seem to settle
Split personality, like god and the devil

You'll probably see more devil than god
I just might shoot you like some COD
I put you six feet deep, you’re right I’m crazy
Reaper has come to reap, and tonight you meet Hades!