Infant

I was 6 years late when I crawled out Off the womb, I was getting kinda bored now You couldn't grow another angel for a tour, ow Tryna chill and not move 'til I'm forced out Took my first breath, then I clocked it I've gotta court now, guess I could slot in When I passed out, smell the toxins Still an infant, see me rotting Yeah, and I bought the bread, then I'm leaving the crust, I feel on my tongue I'm keeping it shush, I'm knee-deep, I sleep in weedkiller, seeping off leaves in the bush See the fleas on my skin, like I'm meat on the hook You're stupid, clueless Shit on my to-do list Puke and fluid moving in my tumor, ah Toothpick in my bruising, it's protruding Sewage in my mind, I'm the intruder Heads fall into a dirty shape Screwed up paper, body to a flame Absent, wasted at praying Monkey with a cymbal, hollow and a slate New cyst on the crease of my head I'm heaving up phlegm, I'm reeking at my spleen to my chest Connect my mouth to my back, and I'm contorting my neck Smell of piss emanating from the pores in my leg I'm a bad egg, rotten, leaving scum in the nest Face down, doing nothing, see the sores from the bed I think you'd retch if you breathe in the scent, I keep it unkempt Shit where I eat, I borrow back in the question Stupid, clueless Shit on my to-do list Toothpick in my bruising, it's protruding Stupid, clueless Shit on my to-do list Toothpick in my bruising, it's protruding Heads fall into a dirty shape Screwed up paper, body to a flame Absent, wasted at praying Monkey with a cymbal, hollow and a slate