i need a therapy boa constrictor (that will keep society away)

i record maybe a sixteenth of what i do
i don't wanna let you in but i oughta
i hate how people use this amazing tool to just self destruct
this sounds so bad but i don't care
i can't do anything but make art
what are people doin when you don't see em
i have to get over the paranoia
i stress that cos it's very difficult for me to focus
this is all the sex that you're gonna get from me
i can feel these facial expressions
be proud of me for having emotional intelligence, a lotta women don't
why stop at therapy dogs
how did the brown recluse get its' name, i see em frequently
i, once again, passed out on the living room floor
i ain't gonna clean for another month
if i say imma do sumin the chances of that sumin actually gettin done are slim to none, i need to just shut up
ag is consistently inconsistent