Mentally Fucked

Mentally Fucked Intro: Everyone constantly asks me "Oh what happened to that happy little boy" Years ago the little boy died The innocent little boy is gone He's completely changed He's no longer a nice little innocent boy So quit fucking asking Verse 1: (Depression) The constant session of depression The linear aggression has taken, my facial expressions I take discretion to my confessions I've come to a cession from my suppression The possession of compression On my expressions are the question This rap session is full of complicated aggression The bull session of health professions Are not following a transgression progression It's a transferred possession of expressions The decompression of sense impression Is full of shitty fucking "progression" Pressin' buttons on your professions For the prediction of cash making sessions In an instant we need to come to a confession That the "line of succession" is missin' The actual regression of the system Is completely inconsistent this instant The learned "profession" is causing repossession Possessing the festering citizens and it ain't helpin' Chorus: Everyone wants to know What happened to that little boy That always used to grow But see his emotions were toyed Until he was finally bestowed It threw him into an emotionless void Until the true ways were showed And eventually his feelings were destroyed X2 Verse 2: (Anger) Now my anger has gotten the best of me Hang you with a fucking coat hanger in the hangar You hangin' around, callin' my a fucking clown Down in the dumps, angry motherfucker now There ain't no way you're calmin' me down Clamp down the rules and have a ground-ing Dumb-founding how you can anger me so much Turnin' into ta masked face fucking strangler I'm just gettin' angrier, and sinkin' like an anchor Callin' me a fucking faker, the hag wait The anger has set in more and more after I am depressed I turn into a tanker, swagger strangler in anger ya I'm a strange motherfucker yup Come near me now motherfucker get fucked up Muster up, the bravery to come to my anger tree Try to calm me and comfort me Shaking my dagger around stupidly Say I am a cancer to society, I'm wired G You dare fire me, stab you with a dagger Mess with me please, don't mess with me please, angrily Chorus: Everyone wants to know What happened to that little boy That always used to grow But see his emotions were toyed Until he was finally bestowed It threw him into an emotionless void Until the true ways were shows And eventually his feelings were destroyed X2 Verse 3: (OCD) Eventually, my OCD get's the best of me Takin' the words out of my mouth, angrily Fixing what I'm doing for a salary Takes the enjoyment out of my daily routine Taking the fun out of everything Not being able to concentrate on a damn team Ain't lettin' my true self esteem gleam As I am constantly annoyed by me OCD Please, it may seem a little strange to you But don't feed these diseases, I beg you please Don't depress or anger me, don't tap my OCD Either, it's constantly buggin' me Pluckin' the hairs I have left on my damn head I said see the way day and I live without this please I need a little help with these I'm more unstable then a falling down scree Fall down mentally and scrap my mental knee Take out my brain and thinking keys So let me please, escape from the deadly diseases I'm seepin' the way to defeat these things. Depression, Anger, OCD Outro: Now there, you fuckin' happy You waned to know what happened Well there you fuckin' go I can't take it anymore Figure the rest out yourself Since you've been blinded for so long Maybe know, you'll finally understand