[Verse: Baker Ya Maker]

It’s a frightmare the night terrors weighing heavy

Fill my mind with Armageddon, on the news they say get ready

Fear monger on the dollars, now they cashin' on the pain

All you have to do is follow rules and you will be okay

I'm in a ghost town, a lock down on the masses

Let the panic settle in before you're lost within the madness

No moral found, the underground is where I'm headin'

Keep a distance at all times, just incase you've been infected

From a virus with no home, came from nothing, now it's grown

Filtered all throughout the world, with no cure to help the prone

Just a lost cause, I'm seeing sadness in the stars

Everybody has opinions, but not one is gettin' far

Hope the prayers start to show, hope the money starts to flow

Will you lend a helpin' hand, or will you just hide alone

These the things that come to mind, when pandemics start to break

Puttin' pressure on the nations, as the people start to waste

From a virus with no home, came from nothing, now it's grown

Filtered all throughout the world, with no cure to help the prone

From a virus with no home, from a virus with no home

Came from nothing, now it's grown

Filtered all throughout the world

From a virus with no home, came from nothing, now it's grown

Filtered all throughout the world, with no cure to help the prone

From a virus with no home, from a virus with no home

Came from nothing, now it's grown

Filtered all throughout the world

Just a lost cause, I'm seeing sadness in the stars

Everybody has opinions, but not one is gettin' far

From a virus with no home, from a virus with no home

Came from nothing, now it's grown

Filtered all throughout the world