Hip-Hop 50th Anniversary Celebration

I'm Sick Of...

This one is inspired by Eminem's song "If I Had"

Real talk with Oliver Rowbottom, after 21 years on this Earth, I feel as though I've achieved nothing, I feel like my existence thus far has been futile, everything I ever attempt ends in abysmal failure and... I'm sick of it all...

I'm sick of the world being a broken mess
Sick of people blowing their money on coke and meth instead of something useful like a cloak and dress
Sick of the government ripping us off like Hulk Hogan's vest
Sick of jokes with punchlines any bloke can guess
And I'm sick of being the punching bag people poke and jest

I'm sick of people with nice lives acting like massive dicks
Sick of influencers making fabricated garbage for clicks like spreading fake news with AI generated pics
Sick of being sick
Sick of people being sick of me being sick
Sick of people pushing my buttons to try make me tick
Sick of writing lyrics only for none of them to stick
And I'm sick of being the guy who people like to push and kick

I'm sick of being the best damn lyricist on this entire app
Sick of being the only person here who can actually rap
Sick of all these frauds spitting a bunch of generic crap
Sick of people who think that what I'm saying is cap
Sick of talentless nobodies making their readers clap
Sick of people laying on my lyrics when taking a nap
Sick of these goons bragging about drip like a damn tap
Sick of being the undiscovered X marked on the map
Sick of these saps that the laser zaps as it's shot through the flap in my deadly trap as bodies fill the gaps
And I'm sick of being the person people want to punch and slap

I'm sick of feeling like I'm always being ignored
Sick of sitting in my bedroom constantly bored
Sick of feeling like I'm in a psychiatric ward
Sick of not being able to do stuff at my own accord
Sick of looking at things I will probably never afford
Sick of wishing I could go and live somewhere abroad
Sick of not being very positive or self assured
Sick of having a personality that is very flawed
Sick of wanting to shout 'till I injure my vocal cords
Sick of being pushed to my limits by the Lord
Sick of having my faith in humanity restored only for it to be lost again when I see an evil horde
Sick of always being betrayed by all these frauds
Sick of feeling like my spirit is being gnawed
Sick of feeling like the opposing team scored
Sick of trying hard to keep this anger stored
Sick of feeling like I'm being stabbed with a sword
Sick of my services always being implored
Sick of my emotions always being poured
And I'm sick of being the guy that'll probably get jawed and floored

I'm sick of watching my tears in puddles rippling
Sick of these emotions being so crippling
Sick of the sights that hurt to see like nipple rings
Sick of all the little things that break a man like brittle wings
Sick of being the least successful of my siblings
Sick of getting nowhere with these lyrical scribblings
Sick of feeling these problems nibbling
Sick of feeling these emotions wiggling
Sick of hearing people giggling
Sick of the dangerous intoxicants that tipple kings
Sick of watching all my problems tripling
Sick of watching all my dreams trickling
Sick of being hurt and knowing that the shit'll sting
Sick of being cut down when the sickle swings
Sick of accidentally hosting a parasite knowing it'll cling
And I'm sick of feeling like I'm having my organs put into jars of vinegar for pickling

I'm sick of people gleaming with festive cheer
Sick of not really feeling the best this year
Sick of not feeling respected by my peers
Sick of going through the gears just to veer off course unable to steer like driving after drinking beer, crashing into the rear of your KIA while trying to avoid a deer
Sick of always feeling the need to shed a tear
Sick of always giving people fear
Sick of making people question what they hear
Sick of wishing people were still here
Sick of missing those who were near and dear
Sick of people who read my lyrics and jeer
Sick of people who don't rank me in the top tier
Sick of people who don't have faith in my career
And I'm sick of being slapped on the wrist and dragged by my ear

I'm sick of... I'm sick of everything man, all of this is just the tip of the iceberg for real... but hey, I ain't tryna be too negative yo, I just wanna make my feelings known to you all, I love you all and I really appreciate the support you give, it's a small glimmer of hope in this corridor filled with chaos and darkness so thank you so much for everything you do.

Peace