Me versus my fucked up mind

One

Sometimes I just wish I stopped doing dumb shit,
Scarring my fucking mind quite a bit,
All I ever wanted is someone who loves me,
Always trying stuff that doesn't make sense,
Like when I try tu put up these verses,

Eigth Hundred

Bang ! Gunshot my brain is exploding,
I never know how to fight these feelings,
Too many emotions that I can't keep on hiding,
Like this time when I tried to killing,
Time to get myself together,
According to my plan it only can get better,

Raw stuff like when I screw your girlfriend,
Naw I'm just joking,
But everyday my sorrow I'm burying,
Feel like my life is just basement dwelling,
(Dinner is served !) Fuck mom don't you see I'm writing,
Headed to the wrong direction, last stuff that I'll see will be a string,

Two hundred seventy three

Ever since I'm young going from dissapointment to disilussion,
Yeah nevermind someone gonna have a blood transfusion,
Oh wait maybe not because I'm not sure of my sexuality,
Who knows maybe I'm into bestiality,

Remember kids in jest there is truth,
But don't worry about me you know I'm just a coward,
Hold this tought next time you see me in the photo booth,
And for this big cake I need some flour,

Eight thousand two hundred and fifty five

Ok I know shit look mad bleak,
And everytime I've got hope I'm just perceiving a highest deep,
Future is odd I might take a giant leap,
And next time you see my slave you can tell him to blow my

"1-800 how may I assist you"