i really don't care anymore and it shows

You've got to get mad you've got to say, I'm a human being. God damn it! My life has value
I want you to get up right now, go to the window, open it, stick your head out and yell
I am mad as hell, I'm not going to take this anymore
I watched this demon clipped my wings, consume in both with anger
I've fallen deep within the earth and all these spirit strangers
Been trying to see the others view but never leave this angle
I see the sky turn dark in hues with one who choose to change it
I know those lies are nothing new, you feel no shame to face it
You feel those highs are nothing more than lows are something scary
The false will rise, I'll grab the sword that's war that I'm declaring
You give in hope to those that croak when failures fall sighted
I give a cry to those that die for shit that's highly unlikely
Get high as an Itsumade, grow new wings for my new god
I feel this power seep into my mind, I lose facade
I'll fuck the world without a rubber, not inside the pussy jaw
Fuck the limit bitch, I'm speeding rather die than follow law
And when that piggy pull me over, make sure that nigga never draw
Hold on that beat, give it a
The lion does not feel guilty when he kills the prey, right
You do not feel guilty when you squash a fly
And I think that means something
I think I'm something evil cause I took her heart and ate it
She watch me have a feast, I feel refreshed, she's out of patience
It's not the same, it's never been, don't think that I would change it
Tasting pain and it's delicious before it's spoiled and tainted
And that's one picture painted
Let me show you the gallery, something weird and astonishing, never painted a picture
But all this work is a part of me, from the end to the start of me
No you can't just get all of it, some of your pieces are lost
Try to freeze it, defrost, all of you bitches can die in the dark
Never gave fuck about living at large, day to the day I don't care anymore
Wake up and bake then I go to the store, fuck is a fan I don't have any dough
Fuckin' my bitch finger down in her throat, he gonna talk cause he cappin' the most
Not even cappin' it's all getting old, get on the move get some money or hoes
Talk about working but chillin' with bros, do what I want cause I've always felt chose
That feeling got hurt in the dark with the crows, call you a hoe cause you fuckin' your code
Back to these feelings they holding my goals, cry to the ceiling, don't cry to my home
Cause you got the answers to make em go ghost, don't really care anymore and it shows
Get out, get out, get up out of here
How about this, we've hit the money load