Mixed And Mastered By Stemodity

Produced By Oju


show and tell

i hope that youre all well

i hope you fuckin burn inside the fire of your hell

i hope you figure out that your egos bigger than belts

strip your body till naked and start cuttin yourself


halves and then into thirds or until you cant even count

until you cant even shout

trying so hard to let it out

i been through it and now i know everything that i am about

before you ever point a gun, better have one inside your mouth 


maybe i just need snuggling

does anybody love me?

everybody beautiful but damn some of you ugly

i can say that im the same and thats the reason that im nothing 

i be passing by a mirror i cant let my vision touch it


thinking enough is just enough 

pretty soon i might have to jump

pretty soon i might have to figure did i ever give a fuck


im stuck here with one question why i gotta open up 

to show you stupid motherfuckers i got brains and i got guts


so gather round for show and tell

this is show and tell




show and tell

mother i wish you well

even though you liked to yell

yell until im on the ground

making shit up to my dad 

i was stuck there without no help

of course ill be a monster if thats how you made me out



but im still tryna rest that shit

tryna dissect that shit

im tryna right my mind while i was left with this

a fuckin pessimist

meaningless nihilist

im all alone

how the fuck do i address this shit



how the fuck am i supposed to be a functioning adult

when im still walking upon eggshells

if they break then its my fault

i get told that im just like you 

guess the apple doesnt fall

until you feel it hit your head 

well of course unless you dont 



but i swear im not complaining 

for that shit i been too thankful

the confusion that it causes

makes me equally as hateful 

think that im gon save the world

but when i try its gets too painful 

i got nothing left in me  

except my word that i am grateful


i think im skipping show and tell

this my show and tell



show and tell 

the anxiety im feeling while im writing this

its nothing short of sickenin or frightenin

i just want a bubble everyday im gonna hide in it

this sickness is too big to fix with vitamins 



im sick of fuckin shaking

sitting here contemplating 

wonder if it gets any better

why the fuck am i still waiting 

carefully here equating 

every move that im making

i feel like im just an alien

i can no longer take it




im closing my cell 

burning in hell

just scrape up my ashes

and place on the shelf

display im still here 

but now i am well

today am i painting 

or biting my nails

im burning this herb

till my lungs start to melt

why does nothing else help

im concerned for my health

anxiety? excitement? i can barely make it out

todays show and tell and im taking myself

show and tell


this is show and tell

show and tell (prod. oju)

nevv!