[Verse 1] April 16th, 2017: pizza boy. jumped off the mountain of history Mic in his right hand, slice in his left He’ll have his last supper in-flight, no more time to wait Done climbing up, hoping that he’d find the faith Done climbing up, hoping that he’d find a way Left a note behind -- only read “my mistake.” Left his life’s work buried in his hideaway It felt inevitable; he didn’t tell a soul No need to let them know, plus he knew would they would say They’d grab him by the face They’d say he shouldn’t leave And unwittingly(?) proving his point, they would sing: [Hook] Don't drown in the wishing well Please smile, you don't have to cry You're a human in the perfect state: Alive and unsatisfied [Verse 2] Figured he’d go forever if he didn’t end himself Had a curse of resolve; he’d been in hell Wouldn’t leave; worried about what the demons felt But staying wasn’t a kind way to treat himself Stalemate; soul couldn’t take it Soon enough, it shriveled up and died from the stasis And then the spirit went, so why stick around? Deceased too long; it’s time to stop living now It felt inevitable; he didn’t tell a soul No need to let them know, plus he knew would they would say They’d grab him by the face; they’d say he shouldn’t leave And unwittingly(?) proving his point, they would sing: [Hook]

[Verse] Me against the world; Round 24 Bell getting rung, at death’s door Answer Why the beat gotta knock? I know you heard me Sick of fighting back; shit, you know they’re dirty Headass headbutts, paired up with a bunch of lowdown low blows Then they bring the chair up And take my head off [as] soon as I bring “fair” up Locker room cheers like we don’t share trunks Empathy is gone Should’ve known when I’d hide behind my mom while she watched Tales from the Crypt, and she’d basically suggest I stop being a bitch I prefer wimp Regardless, The Cryptkeeper been knowing: we’re fuckin’ doomed The Earth can’t spin through the ooze Blood like sludge from the mortal wound We’re done with; he’s the only PUNdit we need on the news Shit’s funny; saw it all coming Could’ve learned from the past, but we kept running Full speed, steady calling ourselves bold Then wanna be surprised, hitting the wall we painted like a road Comical, I know Super But pardon: today, it’s hard for me to see the humor

[Verse] Monday Night Raw In my household Dad only goes over when his mouth’s closed Stepmom on her burial shtick for like the past 12 years and some cents Crowd’s sick SmackDown Live In the school yard Squashed by The Philistines in the midcard Me and Sina sigh Should be tag champs Top heels, peers hating all the brag threats Bunch of marks here Always upset You chase gold, they make home your nut flesh Watched them all hate Now they have love V.I.P. members of the Kiss My Ass club Listen to the pop When my song hits I'm the guy, I can do no wrong, then... Over the edge now Pushed too hard Fought the work, and now my life's f.u.b.a.r. Watch them mock now This is what I wanted Shooting stars get shot when there's no opponent 1 2 3

[Verse] Home is wherever taking a dump isn’t uncomfortable and ain’t nobody feeding into a sinister undertow With that said, I ain’t had a home in years Actually ever when looking back with the hindsight Wilted rose; color faded Pushed it out the way, and I got 20/20 Have to say it: It might not be such a bad idea if I spent this holiday shooting heroin in a Kia I don’t wanna see you, all you got is drama Smiling at me like you ain’t a reason for the trauma And nah, I don’t wanna see you, all you got is questions Fuck your answer; go check if an 8-Ball says it If I’m out of pocket, oh well; the game is over Yeah, your child is finished, your grandson is demented Your big brother gave up, your favorite cousin is fucked I’m a failure, a tragedy; say what you want I don’t know what I fought, I just know that I lost And they cheated to win; I’ve been peeing in wind But these days, I sip it like Bear Grylls Don’t wanna survive, I just like it with a lemon Bum boy still bopping down the horizon I was born fucked; unfound was the hymen Hope been dashed -- look around; see the hyphens? Only feeling one word, though: Suicide

[Verse 1] There’s a dead guy talking You can kill the muthafuckin’ deadline talk and understand I’m walking at the sound of the bell Have a cow if you must, hoe Build that animal farm and find out it’s cutthroat Shit, you can bleed ‘til them cows come home with your chickens and them ugly ass sacrificial goats They wanna cure me of my fever for freedom Only prescription is dismissing myself, so gon’ eat a dick Lick a shit-sicle; you been fickle It’s all fuckin’ fake, I’m “fooked”, I’m so brittle I’ma do crack and get the fuck over with Kick toddlers; watch porn with the older kids Be a fuckin’ menace to society for real All I been wanting is a deal Like that’ll fuckin’ save me Like this ain’t fuckin’ doomed Like I’m really even in the muthafuckin’ mood Fuck rap [Hook] It’s all in the script It’s all a work It’s all a stage It’s a play Act here or die Have it your way It’s up to you Choose your grave [Verse 2] Your favorite entertainer’s an asshole Surprise! If that’s me, I still tell no lies I’d rather you buy a plug and fuck yourself ‘Cause that’s what you’re doing-

[Verse 1: pizza boy.] I feel compressed; I fill a space 7 billion cretins cheesin’ in the place- To be... or not to be... who knows? I shake in fear on this sphere I never chose Mother, may I pull an AI? Crossover to the other side like I’m tryina’ do a seance? Mommy, don’t beat me; Daddy, please kill her She left me here alone and called Satan for a sitter I hope you see the messages; I don’t know what’s scarier: the fact you don’t answer or the fact that you married her I was here plotting my escape, but she caught on She bugged my phone and the laptop it was bought on I sent you this letter ‘cause there ain’t nothing else I can do Scratching at this paper, light dying on the candle Look, I know you love her, but I’m telling you she’s frontin’ I get it’s hard to accept she is when she wasn’t, but: [Hook: pizza boy. & Clarence Clarity] Your honey lost all the sweetness, she- Just only want troubles recently And they don't die, they multiply in never-ending sequence, we- Are learning this is what she wants She forever gets her way She won't let you leave, she loves to dance with you over her grave [Verse 2: pizza boy.] Momma trippin’; Clarence even told you You can doubt one son, but you finna scold two? Answer me, dad, she’s saying you’re dead, probably, and just laughed when I found out she’s a zombie Playing with her food, got me staying in this room Sliced up, making sure the salt shake into the wounds I can’t do it, I can’t do it, I can’t take it, I can’t take it Every day and every night, I’m going through it, I’m her favorite (I wanna go) Dad, come and get me (I wanna go) Please say you ain’t forget me I wish she’d go back to the way you said she was first Way back when her last name was Earth [Bridge: pizza boy.] Mother Earth been out here spinning again Mother Earth been out here spinning again Mother Earth been out here spinning again... again... again [Hook]

[Verse] Ahh-haa! Death ain't even real! Now rise from the hole in the plot of land filled with all that you felt, all that you thought, all that you lost, to find out you never had it Just a predetermined habit that- Blah, blah, blah Where's the fuckin’ blow? I don't need your dumb ass telling me what I know I'm in hell forever, I got it, now let's go They built the 10th Circle to host my next show Fuck the talking; show me all the tits I’ma give your husband's cheek a kiss Motherfuck a camera; feed you clips Break the fourth wall then plead the fifth Sex doll with me in the whip Hearse peanut butter insides Pulled over, came in a jif Then again like I was in a GIF Say it wrong, I'm cutting off your lips Say it right; Furtado got the hits Playlist on me for the long trips Drive them to the end of all their wits Dump the body in the red lagoon Then I get skinny with the dip Then I get skinny with the dip Then I get skinny with the dip

[Verse] Dead boy supplying your damn life quotes Dead nigger; frightening all the white folk No grave; I haunt you hoes Stank on my breath; I haunt your nose Teeth looking like jaundice; won’t bathe Smell like cheddar biscuits; no bae Fuck companionship; no talkers Fuck sex; got a palm and Palmers Pom-poms when I hear my ex fuckin’ up Karma wanna whoop my ass when I run amok Eat my ass with a glass of milk ‘Give a fuck how “massa” feel Give me that damn whip, I’m finna crash it… into your wife and all your daughters’ asses Then I’ma eat their asses too Bring them back to the casket and smash the poom Cracked the coffin to laugh at you burning up Laughed when you realized that you weren’t enough Laughed when you tried to pull me from the box Smashed your fingers down with the top Cackling, heckling, hacking, and wheezing Dickhead with a cap for the leaking I can’t wait to come for your neck Put the unregistered gun to your flesh Officer, I am the undead I stop at green and run red My piss is brown, my rum red Fuckhead, the rules is unread Hop the counter when they’re fuckin’ up my order I said I want a Quarter Pounder, extra quarters I want the burger tasting like pussy I do not suck dick, but don’t push me You don’t know that I fell off the edge? I’m trying not to give you head

[Verse 1] Back in the place I was raised in Nothing new under the sun; I’m the raisin, bathing Yeah, let the rays in Won’t play me on Shade 45, I’m 90 degree angling forever That’s an L; that’s in hell It’s over 8000 when it swells The ocean is a lie; that mirage be fye', doe Melt the piano keys, mold them into a pipe, then hit a high note: Music is the only love! Great illusion! I’m alive! Burn forever! This is fine! Set the table! Dinner time! Yeah, it’s all over, but I’m eating anyway I just bought a king sized bunker, plenty space Bullshit radiates, radiates -- breach Deep underground; dirt naps how I sleep I’ve been: [Hook] Laid to rest Can’t die, I just get laid to rest Smile wide, I’m tucked in (Laid to rest) Wake up to just get laid to rest… by eternity again Laid to rest Can’t die, I just get laid to rest Smile wide, I’m tucked in (Laid to rest) Wake up to just get laid to rest... by eternity again [Verse 2] Scheduled disasters, secret rooms in Masonic chapters, heroes falling from rafters, villainous laughter... Meanwhile, the Teens are still fucking like it’s all good But, perhaps they all should, ‘cause, you know, humans are fighting over money they can’t keep, for days they might never get to see, living lives they can’t prove were meant to be Somewhere, a stepmother threatens to leave She’s had it up to wherever “here” is And she doesn’t care if you fucking hear it ‘Cause there’s nowhere to steer it It crashes through the wall, spilling the lies that were called truth Remember when you believed in such a thing? You still want to know what not dancing with Caitlyn cost you I know you don’t wanna say it, but go ahead: You’re fate-less Your life was unintended; they don’t wanna say mistake Too many branches on your family tree are fake, or broken, along with tons of other shit I’ve noticed But awareness isn’t absolution But you never said it was, so I guess you do it just to do it You with the pre-diabeetus, the yellow teefus Fungal foot walking the path of ignored genius As long as you know this isn’t important and the meaning was assigned, not something it was born with… then fine. You can die now.