"Bipolar"

Very little in this life you can predict

You never know when you'll be pushed down and kicked

Even feeling intuitive, we still follow through with it 

No one deserves going through biting their lip

We're allowed to place our bet and throw down our chips 

Motherfuckers will always find a negative path

They'll always try mark up our bright aftermath

We pray for better days, but still feel cynical

'Cuz this harmful pattern seems to be cyclical

Locusts find a way to pick our flesh

They can never see that we try our best

I really oughta stop being pressed

I'm free to express what I attest

Don't say I can't-I won't be suppressed

Y'all just trickle evergreen blots

I'm elastic, can't tie me in a knot

Miles ahead of you-long shot

I can do it all-don't say I cannot

You're a long stretch of nothing-parking lot

Get out of conventions-melting pot

I can't believe the shit that pours out between your teeth

If that's what's at the surface, I'd hate what's underneath

You're not an angel, take off the laurel wreath

Quit those faces or you'll get wrinkles

I need to shake ya in order to see a twinkle

You're priggin' on out-Pilgrim

If you get any straighter you may tear a limb

Fill your life cup to the brim

Serve bullshit as humor on a platter

Stay in the shadows or eat life's pussy

I'd rather do the latter