[Intro]
Back off, James

[Chorus]
My thoughts getting sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Somebody get me out my head
My thoughts getting sick

[Verse 1]
Lately, I feel like my head done turned into a maze
All my thoughts tell me I'm worthless and I can't escape
And I know that I'm the problem, one foot in the grave
Screaming as I take your eyelids, now you see my face
You better get up
'Cause you bout to get ripped up
There's no one sicker
7xvn the demon killer
I'm Jack the Ripper
And I don't need no trigger
The grave digger
God fearing, blood spiller
[Chorus]
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Somebody get me out my head
My thoughts getting sick

[Interlude]
"Hush, hush, hush, here comes the Bogeyman
Don't let him come too close to you
He'll catch you if he can
Just pretend that you're a crocodile
And you will find that Boogeyman will ru-u-u-n"

[Verse 2]
I don't care about your clique
I don't care about your wrist
I don't care about your diss
New flow, who is this?
Why you on me, catch the stick
I pistol whip, you whip a brick
Devil told me I'm his kid
So I became an exorcist
I never asked you for your help or for your love, now did I?
I will have vengeance, it will be me who severs your life
Don't speak my name, I see through all you liars with my third eye
Pray for me tonight
[Chorus]
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
My thoughts getting sick
Somebody get me out my head
My thoughts getting sick

[Outro]
Back off, James