I'm checking out

I'm never coming back again

I'm checking out

I'm listed M.I.A.



God damn it man, I almost had it

Stuck in the sewer beneath all the maggots

I aint fooling, I've been pursuing

A way to get out of these dirty old ruins



God damn it man, I almost had it

They threw me at the door, they're calling me a faggot

I aint done, only yet begun

West Oakland is the place where I'm coming from



God damn it man, I almost had it

Well I did it again, yeah I do it out of habit

Well I'm numb, it aint no fun

I'm less than zero when you add up the sum

I'm checking out, yea, it aint no doubt, yea

A courtship built from anger is what it amounts

I almost had it, I almost had it

I came so close man, I almost had it