OOOH

I can make the world do just what I want
It's my way or the highway
Took the driver seat instead of asking you for help
Took it upon myself
It's times I wanna get away from you, a break from you
A break before I break a fuse, break a thing or two
Tense vibes I be sending you, it worries you, I know it do
And all I know is how to pack my bags up and run from you
Run from anything that's close and personal
Don't take it personal, I know that's hard to do
These walls remind me of all the internal issues I'm going through And I just wanna fight you, nah I'm really fighting me
Spreading hurt but I'm too blind to see
All these versions of me in the house to help me recognize my blemishes
As time winds, I still feel like that same slow perfectionist
Slow learner but I'm wrecking shit, I reckon you don't wanna feel this Tekken kick
Knock you back to grade school, baby food and medicine, don't play with him
Play with fools you'll make it then
Nine times out of ten, I be in the house shooting jumpers from the nose bleed
Been tryna change my name from SKUFL, but you know it's me Guess I'm tryna cover all requirements and check the checklist, nigga!