Personal lyrics

[Intro: Atlanta Rhythm Section]
Real life situations lose- WeirdCLVN
Real life situations lose-
Real life situations lose their thrill
Imagination's unreal

[Verse]
f*ck your god, he don't like me
b*tch I'm trying to move and everything is super pricey
I'mma sell everything in my damn house
Time to get the f*ck out
No one understands what I'm trying to do
Never heard of you
WeirdClvn, I'm from a f*cking zoo
Not because I'm dark
I get rowdy when I'm sick of you
Guess I'm inside too much of the time, lets just make a rhyme
Earning less than a dime online
Whats the prime example of a figure who has lost his mind?
How can you be talented and still don't have a chance to shine?
All these questions sound a little sh*tty
There's no need to whine
I will make ungodly amounts of noise until you start to cry
Do or die, you slow ass sons of b*tches
Still can't get a job because I'm black
We can't get a chance of the riches
I'm tired of patience
My sanity in the negatives
Preserving is an artificial fruit
Keep my mind on the balance of dangerous