Taken out and beaten down and
Covered up and down with cement
Sayin' hello on the down low
Religions and guns and ammo
In my mind I made my mind up
I don't mean to take your time up
In my heart I know the real trick
Baby I know that you make me sick
Sick as a dog
Don't get me wrong
But I'm sick as a dog
Got a fever she believe her
Medicine makes people evil
Taking lessons Smith and Wesson
Messin' up with people's heads and
When my heart takes a turn to dress yourself the worst
Maybe I can find a friend that don't know exactly where it hurts
But I just try try try to be the best animal I can
Baby doll enemies and birds and bees and then I turn back again
And I'm sick