Quarantine

Well I guess I gotta write
Cooped up in my home
With no end in sight
Fearing the apocalypse
I guess I gotta fight
I can't get this virus
But this quarantine ain't right
No this quarantine ain't right
I ain't see this in my life
This pandemic is enough to turn my brown skin white
People thinking life is aight
Lemme tell you right now that this virus ain't light

Cooped up in my house no two-door
Everything is closed from the gym to the shoe store
Everyone's opposed cuz they think this the Flu or
Something else imposed by society to do more
My hands bleed washing my fingers
My health is fine but the fear it lingers
Can't go to work so I make no figures
Feel like the world boutta end in cinders

Hate to sneeze I feel unease
Hide the wheeze so I'm not put on ventilators
All these haters indicators
People gonna start dropping like elevators
No connection with nobody
Lost recollection say my flow shoddy

Can't go outside or hang out or be playing
I'm losing my brain
I'm going insane

Well I guess I gotta write
Cooped up in my home
With no end in sight
Fearing the apocalypse
I guess I gotta fight
I can't get this virus
But this quarantine ain't right
No this quarantine ain't right
I ain't see this in my life
This pandemic is enough to turn my brown skin white
People thinking life is aight
Lemme tell you right now that this virus ain't light

I miss my freedom, I miss my friends
I miss my reason to make amends
I'm on the classroom up in my bedroom
I'm feeling hopeless wish it would end
Getting so lonely I wish I was dead
Psych I'm just kidding but I need a cleanse
Boys be boolin' their Benz, still flexing their gems, no it do not make sense
I got free time, that's a bonus, like dividends
But in the meantime I'm feeling depressed
I'm obsessed with the news
my screws getting loose
this feels like abuse
it's making me stressed
Who would've seen this, who would've guessed
We need to clean this, yea this whole mess
I'm out of purell
Right now I'm in hell
No save from the bell
This should be addressed

Well I guess I gotta write
Cooped up in my home
With no end in sight
Fearing the apocalypse
I guess I gotta fight
I can't get this virus
But this quarantine ain't right
No, this quarantine ain't right
I ain't see this in my life
This pandemic is enough to turn my brown skin white
People thinking life is aight
Lemme show you right now that this virus ain't light

Well I guess I gotta write
Cooped up in my home
With no end in sight
Fearing the apocalypse
I guess I gotta fight
I can't get this virus
But this quarantine ain't right
Yo, this quarantine ain't right



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Writer(s): Aurovind Ahluwalia
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