I Am Here for Your Entertainment (feat. MF Zeph)

Bitch, imma dance in my bedroom
Ain't nobody looking, imma clash on some hard tunes
Fuck you niggas searching on the 'Gram for some bad news
Bitch, I'm problematic, leaving piss in the bathroom
Always pissy in a bad mood
Thoughts are always zooming, watching videos on YouTube
Waste my fucking time, I'm always thinking how to use you
When I could be working, fuck it, I could use a break too
Take a chance, leave your windows open
You never know which steps will leave you broken
Or leave your feelings hurting
I've learned to quit with all the expectations
Give a fuck, bitch, if I'm entertaining
Music makes my life worth saving
Make what I want, delete what I want
It's all mine, can't keep taking all your words as my own
You keep trying way too hard, you sound like a drag
So quit crying, bitch, I am me and bitch, you are you
You don't know me

Jimmy cricket
This moonlight sonata sounding fucking hitting, baby
Don't look too quick, but we on the main stage, baby
I ain't gon' show all my potential to these SoundCloud cucks
I flex my muscles down a can of the tea without giving a fuck
I could never do what I don't wanna
'Cause this music shit is the only way through all the trauma
Spewing sick shit for the kids 'till I fucking vomit
I just rap my little dick off with no concern for commas
And never 'bout what I don't do, totin' llamas
I don't grip a fucking pistol or fuck bitches on the daily
I just stare at my white walls and try not to go crazy
But when everybody needs something, I get a mental roadblock
I scream my fucking lungs out but this show won't stop
Who the fuck is pulling the strings behind my movie screen?
Fake plastic actors scored out by washed out vapid assholes