DEFENDER'S RAP

• now and than i still feel like a robot
• what is real i really know not
• like lookin at a canvas but its all just a mess
• cortisol levels increase
• and stress inside me releases
• as i decrease to a human pokin stick at fecees
• intelligence? i disagree but i see
• i see now how them pills do with me as it pleases
• how i became i cant belive this
• i need jesus, i be that weirdo
• the retarded overlord of some sort
• but the devil is still gripping my balls
• it itches as i glare down my downfall
• the abyss was a damn another wall
• can i find my way out of this at all?
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• now and then i think about my life in a wider spectrum
• got no paranoia now, depression is the shit in my life now
• lyrica makes a warrior of me for a stadium
• prepares me for any kind of strife
• i dont no more knock on doors now i invade em
• highfiving myself for fuckin up my life
• these shouts linger still in my cranium
• a wifebeater, 1,5 liter, a bad day on a shitter
• i start spitting shots mo radioactive than uranium
• about how my fuckin life is bitter cuz i usually beat her
• how i commited suicide in my bathroom but im still here