Autist Artist

Yo
I recorded this whole shit
And then it all got fucked up and went like
Eeew, eeew, eeew
People wonder if I'm crazy
But I'm not, I'm just a weirdo
I'll be rapping 'til I'm 80
And I can't even hear, don't mess with me
I already lost a hair for every
Time I came so fast I saw feet and had messy leaks
I dress in pink 'cause I think I have sexy cleavage
Haters gonna hate but I know they're jealous of the features
Of my life, I don't have a boss, I don't take a loss
I live in the forest with the fairies and also the moss
Holocaust all in my heritage, I can't roll it up
So I can't be gassing up rappers that aren't dope at all
I got the flames like diseases on ya
And I'll blow your brain out like you're drinking my sauce
I'm a massive bullshitter, I should win a Pulitzer
Got a cool lizard, talking to him on my blue picture app
People offline seem to think that I'm rich in cash
People online seem to think that I think in trash
What's the right answer? I won't spill it, I've got bigger tasks
Fools talking shit, you little bitch, play Smash, I'll kick your ass
I've got autism, yeah, bitch, it's the bad kind
Make you feel awkward and then ask you what that's like
I'm saying slurs, they don't know I'm gay and they get hurt
Your daughter, made her curse, you
Thought she was bad, I made her worse
I'll imitate a verse and say that I made it in a burst
Say I didn't make it first, call you fake and then skirt
Think I'm showing off? Wait 'til I'm naked at church
I'm honestly great at jerking and probably made up a curse
I go out to house parties and watch 'em taste how it works
You'll hardly be your best and become
Disabled at worse (You better get a handicap sticker)
What is up, bitch. The cat and my goat
Fucking up shit like ass in my chode
101 Tricks, to rap this ice cold
Top one, get your own style
I'm hedonistic, every hate comment, use it to beat my dick with
In an instant, I could make your noodle pop and drink your liquids
Judo chop you with a Jewish lawsuit and steal your business
Nobody will check for you like stores that know you keep on dipping
Keep on dripping drool but stay out of my swimming pool
You ain't flowing the way I flow and
Your drip isn't cold to be specific
I got the drip like it's burning up on my tip
I don't worry about my fit in my birthday suit when I eat instruments
I walk my driveway rapping, people look sideways
Yapping like, "Is he high? Gay? Saddened?"
Or talking to himself because he thinks up high they
Chat him, I think that is the case
Just got off a call with God, she begged me to go masturbate