The Ick

I'm so sick of always gettin' fucked

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, eat my dust

I'm so sick of being so depressed

I'm so sick of living with distress

Fuck what we want

Fuck what we need

You ignore our problems

You ignore the streets

I'm so sick of always gettin' fucked

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, eat my dust

Sick of seeing people on the streets

Fuck all of these creeps, fuck the police

Yeah

I'm so fuckin' tired, yeah, you give me the ick

They keep on beating people down with the short end of the stick

I've been bruisin' up my knuckles

Yeah, I body these clowns

Sittin' in your high chair, I'ma tear your ass down