Book of Matthew

Let me introduce myself like im on Dr. Phil
Can't say I'm clean though I finished my box of pills
Was a chubby boy then I flipped the weight
Turned Fatboy Slim
A dim light fixed still is a thin line
Between a bright life or a kid with his wrists tied
Had to grow up strong skipped the pip (pipe)
Self motivated at the gym as a big guy
My instinct had to be as addicted to pills
As the feeling would give anyone a lil' thrill
But the fear of resentment
Could be the clear year of contentment
My head spins
Suddenly presented a level of vengeance
I wanted to get back at every motherfucker
With a pen
The list of names I hated spread on pages of a10
Who'd have thought that MDMA
Would be my main friend
'Till it turned on me too
Like that J name did way back when
Imma say that again
That J name had his face taint painted in red
Like yeah I used to be scared
But now I aim for the head
So what you fuckin' think your sick bitch?
Stay in your bed

And all the misery I've gained and collected
Like Hillary I'm trained to protect it
So Brittany, I'm admitted to this clinic you slept in
That's a win-win
When the hickory slip of the vrin-vrin trimmers
On my chin-chin triggers
My spinners
I quiver but liquor would be the only benefactor
Of my every talent
Because without it would probably be the happiest
Although I never learned to talk to many people about it
I'm an evil amount
Of pretending to be what the people need me to be
When I'm leaving the house no need for a couch
Cause rest comes at a price
And I'll be damned if I stop at crossroad
Two parts for the Christ

I never really cared what you think of me
Cause I know that compare comes equally
I never sleep at all I know's peaking
Scotty please come beam me up
I'm so outta this world
No media
Always adapt to hide
Chameleon
No Oliver Tree
I'm Alien
And all you fuckers agree
Dumb bavian

And thats a baboon
For you bland goons
All the ganja's covered my tan shrooms
From the camp ruins
Don't need a band
I'm a one man stand room
Transume
Wonder will I ever bloom
Or's my whole life gonna gloom
Yeah
Head in the clouds
But those fumes lookin' heavy now
Spit complex shit on the loom
Don't re-assume im back to booming
Just because I shaved and I smell like perfume
You could never save me like hell I'll hurt you
Who could levitate with the dwell I pursue
Fillin' up with rage you can tell my last zoo
Was livin in a cage now im out to curse

So fuck your puffer jacket
And your Kathmandu shoes
I'm wild on the inside
A madman who knew?
The map of my final destination
Is printed on my black tattoos
No blues clues
This ain't a act im attackin you
Suck it up, like a vacuum
I've had to do
Looking backwards in my black canoe
Necking back all the Jack
Broken avenue
Thinking back is what I have to do
To take pride in what I value
So fuck you
The first chapter
From The Book of Matthew