This ink is cursed call me the hell painter
Body changer Reptilian shapeshifter
releasing my thoughts onto page is my gift to her

i'm the mischievous mister riding twisters
in all of your pictures, i'm in the back alone
i've got something to atone, for igonore

all the locked doors in my head when i snore
my bed is the only thing left i adore
I grew up poor with holes in my pants

at school i always did the run away from bullies dance
now i sit in a trance in my $#&@ you stance
i'ma stand and hand you your teeth

yea the geek just stood his ground
went toe to toe and pound for pound
, but now it's time to leap small buildings in a single bound

break through the ceiling and mingle now
cause look at this masterpiece i painted wow
time to take my bow as the crowd cheers loud

, but thats not aloud cause it's all in my head
and your like the undead you put my brains in your mouth
sprayin things you shouldn't speak about, well peace i'm out

it's over I'm gone when i'm done painting you
all that will be left is this song
but it's ok my heart is still strong

time to start the long process of overcoming obsessed
I wanna be blesssed and put to the test
i'm read theres no way i can fail

i'm gonna be the best
even though hell painted me
and left everyone around in distress