Sick

im sick of being controlled by all the anger

im sick of being dragged down with the fuckin anchors

im sick of livin in the hood where you gotta be a gangster

im sick of livin a life where the main goal is paper

im sick of seein tears roll down the peoples faces

im sick of seein a war between all the fuckin races

im sick of seein people drownin they problems with the cases

im sick of feelin rage in all the fuckin stages

im sick of feelin everything I wanna be numb

im sick of all this pain i just wanna be done

im sick of little kids running round with these guns

im sick of fuckin everything I just wanna run

I just wanna leave and never look back

i just wanna breath and no not a bag

dont wanna be high dont know how to be sober

dont how to be closer to the emotions my cup just runneth over