These Walls (inspired by Kendrick Lamar)

Sex ain't the issue that I'm putting my pen to
Shall it still show just know I never meant to
I'm just freewriting
Inspiration from Kendrick Lamar made me write it
These walls talking that I'm speaking about
Are walls painted on with a bloody amount
Of my being
I'm bleeding
Like menstrual
Demons take me as pussy but not sensual
But scared
Punk
When evil is horny, evil don't give a fuck
They must
Get a nut
After all one of seven sins is lust
These walls poke fun at my virginity
These walls hurt my serenity
Negative accent makes it speak harsh talk
Throw water on it, ocean might wash off

I can feel your dark rain when it cries
Black lives inside of you
I love you when I'm in it
I love you when I'm in it

These walls are both my best friend and worst enemy
Both a canvas and mirror like entity
Reflecting both bad and good energy
But less good than bad
That has to change
You wanna be viewed a man
You have to age
Mentally
You tend to shape these walls as a cage
Thus you take a new form as a slave
As your lower self
There's certain things you've remembered, you know yourself
Enough to build yourself and grow yourself
These walls say look at me and show yourself
Now smile and give the credit you owe yourself
These walls are good
But my blood ain't healthy
Its voice sounds tainted
Its good just left me
These walls are laughing
Blood running to the floor
Hell comes back and melts my hope off

I can feel your dark rain when it cries
Black lives inside of you
I love you when I'm in it
I love you when I'm in it

Blood turns black
Walls draws it back
Up and laughs echo
Disturbed mental

These walls can talk
They say you're so gullible
You're so fragile because it's easy to butter you
Same thing to give you hope
Be the same thing to give you rope
Forget your growth
Setbacks with every suicide note
Although we both know
Writing about it is as far as you go
So I gotta drag you to an all new low
Walls telling me I write my problems like it's all I know
I say you're right
My blessings need shedding more light
But since you easily illustrate what isn't
Let me help you paint your bitching
Besides, beauty in the struggle is what you call your lyrics
So let's embrace and endure this listing
Brother lives a suicidal life
All you do with suicide is write
No patience for grandma, easily frustrated
A real man spends time with his family, not hate it
A real man help friends through their struggle
Not get jealous because unlike them, no one loves you
Or because they getting their shine on while your spotlight be dark
I won't stop until your weak heart stops from these faults
And you die with all funds on your v-card
These walls, no walls be bought