Meaning Lyrics

I rip off all my clothes until my head explodes

Migraines from you people with no passion

I'm ahead of those

Head to toes

Dressed and ready

People want a rapper who depressed in Fendi

I don't want wanna be the type of person make you stressed offending

All the people who wanna listen

I'm kissing demons on the mouth

You are comfortably sitting while i have meanings in my shouts and

Gats won't affect stats

I'm amazed

I spazz faster then cats when their ass is ablaze

And rapping fast like dash

Won't get a mass to your face

All these rats in backwards hats be

Passing gas but its laced i'm fast paced

All you passing carts

But you're in last place

And i don't know my beliefs but I'm glad that i have faith

And you sit in sadness but that has mad weight

I've been opposing fads since back then, and i can't wait

Using razors and a microphone to fight my days

I'm carrying the burden of myself despite my weight

All day to have it end with a night time craze

It's like a mirror that i'm fighting i'm the guy i face

And it's A finite race the same pace

Every days the same

I face the same thing

My face sting

I'm naked pacing think

I'm stating that hating will never cover whats straining your ego steadily fading

My patience deteriorating

Egotistical beyond the physical

Typical digital numbers i need it it's critical

Give it to me now