Lord Gasp - BRAINZ! Lyrics

Nowadays I'm feeling like I'm reaching for air
Want my ransom, a gentleman but I'm throwing tantrums
Nowadays I'm feeling like I'm reaching for air
From my underground lair, pull my hand out the land grab an ankle

Waste my lifetime , weight the product, brain lasagna
I needed something brighter, all my hope was being smothered
Needed something smarter
Feared of being smaller than my father really wanted

Something inside his eyes grows
He got blood on the nails that dug holes
He was sculpting, f*cking his own skull
He got bugs in the head that won't go

Something inside his eyes grows
He got blood on the nails that dug holes
He was sculpting, f*cking his own skull
He got bugs in the head that won't go

Yeah I feel this world owe me nothing less than I damn wish
I'll be begging for bigger pockets to fit the bands bitch
See my soul's tapestry going harder than 10 bricks
We ain't cut from the same fabric I come from god's dick

Rational thinking is off
Ima make it my way like a child
Unperverted by nature
F*ck out my face if you think that I'm wrong
Your intentions ain't pure all you want is a feature
My mental is precious
Can't possibly fold under pressure, surrounded by leeches
I'm off to the moon
Always getting high in my room
I'm recording until I retire my booty

Stop, chop chop
Ima cut you like a crop top
Cut you out my life cuz you a f*ck
Pussy boy weasel don't put your nose in my shit
Feeble motherf*ckers and they bluffin, you a phony bitch
Bad brothers, depressed lovers and brave suckers
This is for people with young hearts like ben button
Death covering , scent of a man's suffer
With great problems, f*ckers this is for my clique

Nowadays I'm feeling like I'm reaching for air
Want my ransom, a gentleman but I'm throwing tantrums
Nowadays I'm feeling like I'm reaching for air
From my underground lair, pull my hand out the land grab an ankle