Too much baggage, too much white noise

Too much dick swinging from stupid good old boys

Who's been doing who? Who's this week's star?

I don't want to hear about who's your latest scar

Too much judgment from social media lepers

Checking out, no doubt, will make you feel better

Every day it seems like a rainy Sunday night

All over the world, it feels like closing time

They say man will live someday on the moon

If you ask me, that can't come too soon

It has risen from the slime

All over the world, feels like end of time

So if you're growing tired of scarlet letters

Just checking out, no doubt, will make you feel better

Well, I can't afford no healthcare from womb to tomb

Only doctor I got is off the bench in the emergency room

Well, the poles are melting, Mother Nature's on her knees

Flash floods and hurricanes, the birds are eating the bees

People getting burned by form letters

Checking out, no doubt, will make you feel better

Checking out

Checking out

Checking out

Checking out