Destroyer Of My Career
[Verse 1]
Healthcare, many mistakes, it doesn’t work
Most stay ill and few are cured
Unless your case is mild, you’ll stay a while
And when the bill gets high, you still will die
Some operations work
But when doctor makes a mistake, it takes a reverse
Genetic makeup may say to hang it up because you’re done for good
They can’t turn back the hands of time for the geriatric man and wife
It’s only a matter of time
We’re all mortal
Disorders will get ya and grip ya on all lands combined
[Chorus]
Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer?
Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer?
Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
[Verse 2]
Healthcare workers are apathetic and very careless
Ya think they’d be anxious with awareness
They care about their paycheck, not the patient
They believe ‘fuck God, I want a job’
Most are women, you know how women are
"You" means straight men, do you need a seminar?
Sure they’re good caregivers
But to be objective with correctness I think that they’ll give up
I think I picked the wrong career
A heath carer is like a bad mood courier, bad news carrier, crazy card-playing member
[Chorus]
Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer?
Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer?
Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
[Verse 3]
You probably guess my overtone ‘cause I’m pessimistic and skeptic
But I’m the honestest and you’re the dishonest, the wrongest
And I clarify and verify the lie that you use to hide and deny the fact that we all must die
Don’t you ever be a med tech, kid
It’s the miserablest thing
And the manager’s prick swings like a molester’s thing
’til you lie hit by it like I just did
They probably won’t let me back in the lab
‘cause I laughed and this stab in their back
They never anticipated my wrath
But fuck ‘em
[Chorus]
Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer?
Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer?
Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer