SkitzFlow

Yo Skitzo
I really got a question
Whatchu think about about the rappers
Using pitch correction?
Instead of practicing
Until they got the shit perfected
They just mumble on the mic
And put some over-used effects in
Not to mention
They be ruining the game
Man I'm puking at your name
You ain't cool with your chains
You're abusing auto tune
Dude
You're using it for fame
Wait...
So y'all different
Yet perusing it the same
Aight then
But I take my right hand
In the middle of the night man
And I grab your fucking head
And then I'll bash it off your night stand
Wrap around your throat
And then exterminate your lifespan
Until you're repeating more
Than Marina Joyce's hype man
Yo bitch
I bet you're fucking quick to fail
I can tell you're nervous
Cause you're chewing on your fingernails
You make me fucking sick
Until I'm sipping on some Ginger Ale
Flipping the written script
Till I'm picked up
By the Richter scale
Hit the rails
Just like I'm sipping on some vodka
Even if I didn't wanna rap
Bro I gotta
Do it for my momma
Do it for my papa
Do it for the people who can't
When they really wanna
Uhh
Yo all this acids in my spine
Made me actually go blind
This disaster in my mind
Makes the nastiest of rhymes
Single handily I'll rise
Rebellious little prick
So no ones asking me to sign
Yet I'm always on my grind
But I rip it with a sick flow
Pausing up in time
Like I smoked a fucking fistful
Bitches wanna blow my dick
Like this shit is a whistle
But those people get inside my brain
And that's why I'm named Skitzo
With all of these crazy voices in my head
I'm not going to a Doctor
Cause they'll put me on some meds
So instead my therapeutic method was condemned
I depended on my pen
Because the music was my friend
I intend to do damage
No matter how I manage
I'm bettering my talent
While I'm lecturing the planet
I slowly start to panic
Cause they're censoring my habits
I wanted to up and vanish
But my fans would then be stranded
I'll never take for granted
What you guys helped me do
You put my life back on track
When I thought I was screwed
And if I ever fall back
At-least I know I got you
Cause till the day that I die
My musics bound to be viewed
And that's real