[Verse]
Never wanted a back tat, I'm not in the market
Especially not a tramp stamp, ah don’t get me started
I fell asleep a nobody, woke up known, tatted with a target
Influence is a gift and a curse for an artist
Illustrated man, my tats talk when I'm on this
There's a dark side seething, and I’m just being honest
These nights I'm hardly sleeping, which pill am I on next?
Adrenaline junkie, I guess that I'm a thrill-head
Lost my book, got the money, I bet that they're still read
Half a decade later, people chеck and look I'm still red
Nail in his coffin?... Sorry, I'm coughin'
"It's official, Karens, we finally got ’еm"
"Spawn of Satan, I heard he came straight out of Sodom"
Spawn of awesome, I came straight out of Gotham
I do this for the outcasts just to let ’em know I got 'em
We’re not in Kansas anymore, and you're talking to God's son
Twin twisters for sisters, paused 'til my head spun
What you sow into the wind pick those reaps into the whirlwind
What’s the difference between being a lover and a girlfriend?
Lovers always find each other right before the world ends
So many knives in my back from people I called friends
Would have to die and come back to tell a marketer to call them
But please don't hold your breath, 'cause the odds of that are slim
Speaking of, no clue where I'd be without him
My inspiration with a pen
Wordsmith, legend 'til the end
Grew up a fan, still a stan to Eminem
So I pulled each knife out, turned it around, and shoved it right back in
Don't call me family when you were never a friend
My life with you's been crazy, don't know where to begin
People expect everything like Superman's the name
Wanted to be my Lois, but she could never stay in her lane
Life goes faster when you're slipping from sane
How many pastors have to blow their brains out before you bastards get one?
I know a thing about pastors, my family had six of 'em
Then two west coast pastors end it all? I didn't know either
But a decade earlier I got ripped apart by a preacher
Funny 'cause he couldn't rip apart a t-shirt
Mad that I talked about suicide and depression?
"That's a sin, Clayton, now let this be a lesson"
Man, I dropped to my knees, I'm just a mere peasant confessin'
Yeah, right, I found his button, and I pressed it
I was talking about mental health before it was okay? Nuts
Told me to tone it down, but I got louder with every word that I'd say? Guts
Then these pastors die by suicide, and I see comments and read 'em
"Goodbye to the fake, just two wolves in sheepskin"
Mental health struggles didn't make them weak men
Unlike cowards quiet in life, loud online
Got Titanic and sink 'em
Lake of Fire, cast 'em right into the deep end
Seeing through the dirt is optional
It's just an obstacle for the optical
First syllable of my name, say it, it's topical
I came from the mud, nice view from above
Would sure like to jump
Feels like enough is enough
Tempress tempts me with a rush
Shoutout to the landlord that I never had
I'm just waiting on the Lord of the land to come back