the self-assessment ditty *art therapy

look at that ugly ass car
i thought those cubes were bad
i don't even wanna know how much worse it can get
what is the appeal to driving sumin like that
the real reason why feeders exist
somebody that looks the way i look voluntarily...
somebody actually paid $ for that piece a shit
i'm getting old yawl, i'm cracking
little stuff like that really bothers me for some reason
scratch that eye bitch
damn i need to clean out my harrbrush
this is my channel bitch
actual freedom n shit is a beautiful thing
i love this fucking band so much
haitians be eatin kitties supposedly
i thought yawl hated cats n their people
i shouldn't knock memes cos that's the closest thing to art that conservatives will ever get *in relation to contributing to the culture
i'm sorry if i'm a cunt but...
look at that beautiful tulsi streak!
i love those chords, they all get old don't they
when i was playing it i thought it sounded terrible but watching it i feel so blessed that God allows me to do this
if you actually appreciate yer freedom why do you do the same thing over n over again (once again singing to myself)
i hope that i'm an interesting broken record at least
i do the same thing i complain about in other ways
i see myself ad infinitum
i think i changed a lotta things that i didn't like
i got rid of a lotta things that robbed me of my light
i'd give anything to inspire people to get more light
i always have the darkness but it's fine cos i understand it
i spent enough time there anyway
i can explain anything i reckon
the man in my head again...i told you he critiques my driving
i don't wanna be another version of the things that i find toxic
but even w/out their devices n habits i still got my habits n can still wreak havoc in my own way
how do i resemble who i was yesterday
all the things i say i've gotten away from how did i run right back to em
another version/aversion?
how am i just twisted