Dont feel

Im sick like a kiss backwards from lips ripped off of a chicks cat then planted on top of a chimps crack im pissed thinking about the fact that my spirit is still cracking ripped and dripping from crashing inside of my ex's matrix,
Im shits lacking in penmen-ship striped of practice taxes and bills build my craft gashes and gashes i just want to get back to my old self my whole self back when my music blasted my middle finger stuck up rich filled with emphasis because i actually felt it i care to much now and caring has pulled me backwards into a spiral of embarrassment taking more L's than a lalalalalalala gun shot to my cap because society laughs at it my pain was put on as a public display of charity i buried it and kept moving along with a nod thats when i found out that i was a god now im barley resting turning life into my own personal playground sliding into her night gown like im threading it, stacking so much renown i have to use toe trucks to carry it grabbing life by the cheeks and smashing it, thats why i dont feel bad for you.

Cuz you were right there in the crowd pointing and laughing as they kicked me while i was down.
Thats why i dont feel bad for you.
I hope this pain transforms you into something a little more humble thats why i dont feel bad.