[Chorus]

I’m sick, I’m sick, crippled body, empty clips

Riding solo day to day, don’t need advice from any bitch

Let go what you can’t control, feds out on the dope patrol

What if I sold my soul? (Soul), Where would the atoms go? (Go)

I’m sick, I’m sick, crippled body, empty clips

Riding solo day to day, don’t need advice from any bitch

Let go what you can’t control, feds out on the dope patrol

What if I sold my soul? (Soul), Where would the atoms go? (Go)

[Verse 1]

Sick of the blatant nepotism

Approaching with caution and skepticism

That’s a nice trophy your parents bought

Got a rope for my throat and my larynx pop

I don’t got family to do the networking

No competition, my moves self-serving

You’re the type of person that would care 'bout awards

And if I could get my moment, they would all be aboard

See the mothеrfucking bandits pulling off heists

They can all be bought whеn it’s “Name your price”

Ain’t no oversight here and with no practice

Taken out of context, quotes to distract us

Board of direction, bored of projections

I’m real done with 'em all interjecting

If I needed someone here to judge the results

I would choose somebody lacking any trace of a pulse

[Chorus]

I’m sick, I’m sick, crippled body, empty clips

Riding solo day to day, don’t need advice from any bitch

Let go what you can’t control, feds out on the dope patrol

What if I sold my soul? (Soul), Where would the atoms go? (Go)

I’m sick, I’m sick, crippled body, empty clips

Riding solo day to day, don’t need advice from any bitch

Let go what you can’t control, feds out on the dope patrol

What if I sold my soul? (Soul), Where would the atoms go? (Go)

[Verse 2]

Sick with the virus I got within

I do not knock when I’m dropping in

Enter uninvited but confess, I’m undecided

To incite a fight or not, I cannot know until I tried it

Ain’t been one for the conflict

Take it too far, ending up as a convict

'Bout to turn the room red, who is it and who said

That I should adapt but I’m issuing a new threat

Posting insurgents I claim that it’s urgent

I’m parting the waves for the kraken and serpent

Need an uprising and revolution

We the people need retribution

We’re living in a kleptocracy

Try to offer me but step off of me

And then you can buy votes but you can’t buy talent

Spoon-fed so-called self-made invalid

[Chorus]

I’m sick, I’m sick, crippled body, empty clips

Riding solo day to day, don’t need advice from any bitch

Let go what you can’t control, feds out on the dope patrol

What if I sold my soul? (Soul), Where would the atoms go? (Go)

I’m sick, I’m sick, crippled body, empty clips

Riding solo day to day, don’t need advice from any bitch

Let go what you can’t control, feds out on the dope patrol

What if I sold my soul? (Soul), Where would the atoms go? (Go)