Lyrics Kid in the Corner - NOTQUITEHALF

I been feeling like a schizo
Reeling in the realest meanings with a quick flow
Skit zone cause it all is a big joke if you don't get the bit
Your a bit slow
I ate bit now I'm stuck to the digital
One bitch clicks numbers become critical
I get attacked for my visual
Slaves in the game they got chains
Spit the same like a ritual
I hit the page with a rage cause I'm miserable
Sitting in the gray colored sky counting syllables
Fitting in is gay fuck a guy ill get ya liver spilled
Sitting still I'm outta line till I get my quivered quill
And write out a line till I get my shivers killed
I'm nine out of nine will I let it simmer till
It boils up again
Living in a past life
Coiled in a web
I feel shifting in my head
The cogs and the gears
Moving around like eggnog and the beers
In my belly
I've been fearing the telly
Theorized that the things that they tell me
Aren't made to help me
I swung back n forth
Need an aunt may to help me
I seen what they told me it blistered my eyes
And the life that your living is riddled with eyes
Watching you while your believing the middle of every lie
Imma turn over to die a new leaf
Briefly I just kind of knew these things would happen again
I'm grieving for flies trapped in the web
Hippo sized hypocrites cap on the web
The net that they catch with rendered you cashless
Canceled by all these fat bitches with glasses
The media told you to sit on your asses
I'm mediocre but check out my assets
You lot are flaccid lookin like faggots
Words hurt your feelings I'm dealing with death
And I cant find a reason in life that has depth
Next step best left in a mess
Feel like a fuckin heathen
He's sick he's this he's a wretch
Leave me I'm fuckin bleeding
Hanging out to dry
Damn he's outta mind
I've been kicking fine
Seen it with my eye
I saw my face an eyesore
Eyedrop in that n glass smash on my floor
I draw my painting I for
One know that I thought I'm born to be bored
Dead like momentarily
No men ahead of me
Going at seventy
Ending my legacy
Burning a tiny turd
That is my effigy
Like my girls ebony (and all other races)
What are you telling me
Government televised the scheme that their selling me
I am the type of guy to scream when their getting me
You are the type of guy who use skin to help you out
I can not do that mixed like jazz infused rap
Blast move back the last of the pack with his own free thought
You'll bleed when I speak crippled you with blood clots
Fuck the army imma drop bombs
On every buzzcut white cunt now he'll get his arms free!
N ill tarnish the military
My enemy in the upper echelons of society
N they calling me the weird one
Most definitely ADHD AUTISTIC WHATCHAMACALLIT STD
I'm taking ya wallet getting money for free
I'm a fucking fiend for freedom
Straight deleting fiefdoms
N they know this thief run away
From the police everyday
I'll fucking spray
Dead children on your face pig slut
Fuck an AK