‘Be Even More CAREFUL! ('Careful (Click Click)' REMIX)’

I got the headphones on, beat cut up to the max
Been on edge a lot lately, find it hard to relax
Fuckin' pissed past my limit, shit really done changed
Through these past years, wanna burst into tears
I ain't got no fuckin' friends an' no fuckin' fam'ly
E'rybody's fuckin' fake, just keep on makin' me aggy
Fairweather fans increase/Increase like - Puritan Mathers
On hiatus now 'til I feel secure again, rather
Than – nonstop work, become sure an' then gather
Energy from hard times I'm inured within, madder–
Than – ever before, can't endure in this stature
Don't hear it, –but I'm certain that I'm lurin' in laughter
Insecure, an' it matters, {-} the pain won't desist
Itchin' to quit, {-} it's becomin' hard to resist
'Cause –most of my fanbase consists
Of these muthafuckaz always clingin' to my old shit
Fuck them corny punchline-laden remixes
He's upgraded, {-} that is, consistently depicted
When he fixes that –mouthwaterin', textured
Food for thought he done worked on from terce up to vespers
Sadly –only choirs listen when addressin'
{-} All my transgressors, de facto stressors
In fact those pressures –been weighin' heavily
Crushin' –my peace of mind, I'm displayin' brevity
More often nowadays, can't talk to y'all anymore
An' I'm –sick of excuses, heard 'em all before
On that Sunny Anders shit, don't wanna answer shit
Or interact wit' 'cause y'all a huge cancer -- quit
Wit' - takin' advantage of how much I forgive
Just stay away, {-} got nothin' more here to give
As far as kindness, currently at the end of my wits
Can't - sleep or eat, havin' oft-repeated fits
Of rage that segue –to a morose
State I - can be in for days, three weeks at the most
Rather - be detached, it's a drain to be close
Wracked by paranoia, –guess I'm the only host
Go –ghost on y'all, mom an' girlfriend included
An' be secluded 'til I'm - free of this whirlwind
{-} Sometimes sit an' pray to see the world end
'Cause I'm - sick of the situation I was hurled in
Where irrelevant shit –can aggravate an' deter
My enjoyment in life, graduate an' recur
Saturate an' then stir in my mind for hours on end
Soon it results in a year that's devoured -- no end
{-} To my anger, just takes me over
Made a boulder out my heart; still awake, but colder
Now –negative vibes course through me
Emanatin' out my pores, a force from yours truly
At times –can use this negative shit positively
But – that only shows a composite of me
Complete –image of Fine's only visible
When my wrath is overloaded an' my focus indivisible
Then I - take aim at the plebes, disgustin'
Wit' their - trash tastes an' the tripe discussed in
These groups, where they fuss if you don't praise
That ‘Old Town Road’ bullshit when it's played
Dumb shit ain't welcome here, but I'm not amazed
They were oozin' over inferior work an' obeyed
Subliminal waves from the –Industrial Machine
Make 'em go wit' the flow, let any troll in the do'
Growin' more impatient, {-} f**s wanna chatter
'Bout this mediocre fuck who shouldn't even matter
Look, –no more cheerin' 'cause he isn't unique
Got all y'all geeked, don't wanna hear nobody critique
Minute we speak, we labeled jealous, crabs in a bucket
I mean, I'm crabby, but fuck it, he can get his lil' duckets
See - I feel he'll be another flash-in-the-pan
Ridin' a wave 'til he wipes out, bashed an' then canned
But until then? Will keep bashin' his fans
Repeatedly, 'cause there's only so much trash I can stand