This is a song about "Im not a pet"

Im not attractive, i could use a little proactive,

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Oh wait that aint right im not a guy

Hear the rambling in the sky

She was confused because i am usually a teachers pet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Sit back, kick your feet up, find a cat and pet her

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I've got a pet demon and i call him satan

Ride or die niga im not a stunt dummy

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Im not a battle rapper but i am an axe wielding maniac,

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

But im not religious, im just fucking stuck in a viscous wheel,

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here