(Please provide snaps, when I get famous I’ll remember who didn’t)
I had my first existential crisis when I realized Harry Styles was too old for me,
And I remembered the time my 5th grade math teacher,
Took away my necklace during the exam,
Because it was “too distracting,”
And my mom stormed up the stairs to yell at him until he placated her,
Though really, math was just so hard,
All those numbers, stark on that page,
Speaking a truth so immutable,
I simply couldn’t look away,
But instead, I could play with this chain,
And pretend they didn’t have a say:
I still remember the feeling of her placing my necklace into my palm; the victory; Empowerment,
FUCK THE ESTABLISHMENT,
Maaan,
Where have all the moms gone in this society?
When there are so many,
People who can’t choose to pee,
Because the bathroom isn’t labeled just for me,
And speaking of pee,
I’ll unload every single main-stream,
Opinion,
Into the collective toilet of the global stage,
Yet complain I live in a cage,
20 minutes to let out my rage,
Because I wasn’t born beige,
Or maybe I was born beige,
Without the opportunity to play,
And I’ll make it everyone else’s responsibility,
To get on the same page,
Repetition,
Repetition,
Repetition,
A pause over here,
Makes this verse deep,
I’LL ENUNCIATE THIS LINE BECAUSE ITS OF UTMOST IMPORTANCE
NO ONE CAN HEAR ME SCREAM
Though my voice is echoed through every commercial advertising,
My soul is like a simile trapped in a maze,
Filled with so much haze,
So much haze,
I think I’ll ejaculate on stage,
But first I’ll watch this sports game,
To avoid the shame,
Of being a freak,
And I want everyone to think the normals are all just jealous of me,
We claim we want to be free,
We claim we want higher things,
But ultimately, we don’t even know what that means,
So why bother? Let’s all just indulge in ecstasy,
And jack each other off inside this cave,
Why bother leaving when there’s no total comprehending?
Consider yourself,
Canceled