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Uh Sick as a motherfucker Got um Goddamn coronavirus and shit (Yeah) F*ck them niggas that give it to me (Isodapoet) Check my background Lil young nigga from Chatt-Town A raw lyricist But his song making is Smackdown Wrestling with my demons telling me "I aint shit" That aint me The real ISO would never back down Growing up the youngest in a family of 5 By age 5, I learned quick on how to hide and connive I aint have no ill will but when you young with no voice You develop bad practices on how to survive But now I'm 21 still tryna how to drive Cause these college aspirations put my life on hold I boxed myself into a cube Now ISO cold I ran away from all the pressure Look how ISO froze I dug deep into depression But only ISO knows Cause it's me against me That's how ISO goes One on one against my demons Ever since I was a fetus Win or lose with all my battles I had to fight myself Didn't wanna ask for help Because nobody knows me Better than me Don't matter if you dumb as rocks Or got a college degree You ain't beating yourself Until you face yourself And tell yourself you wanna be free Because your only adversary Is that voice in your head You can either steer it right Or let it lead you to dead You can either ask for help Or resort to the meds Don't choose the latter It ain't high enough To climb over dread Try to find peace from within God is love, so love yourself You're your #1 friend Ain't nothing made within this world Will help you overcome sin It's only God that's gonna be there When you get to the end Try to find peace from within God is love, so love yourself You're your #1 friend Ain't nothing made within this world Will help you overcome sin It's only God that's gonna be there When you get to the end Ayo ISO da Prophet Yea, though I walk through The valley of all evil I carry rod and a staff To rescue my people They say, "Oh you're a Christian Murder is not legal" I'm a Demon Slayer but all of my Moves are non lethal No weapon formed against me Shall prosper I ain't Jesus but I got 12 niggas on roster They be ballin' like the Suns Til we get to the Finals In the end, amongst us I can smell an impostor Lookin' like a CP3 Play you on my Mp3 White girls be searching For my nudes They call me BBC Tryna give me sloppy Rocky Top Cause Im from Tennessee But I only f*ck with shorties That look darker than my Hennessy Nah you aint my enemy But no you can't be Friends with me I ain't on that demon time I'm filled with Godly energy Yall be on that D'USSÉ That make yo body loose-ay I got your girl feelin good She call me Michael Bublé Now hooray