Neurodivergent Lyrics – Inpatient, Ren, Chris Webby

[Verse 1: Ren]
Stay calm, boy, my thoughts are burning
Like they’re napalm, oi-oi
I think I need to get away from this noise
I hate the places that I came from, destroy
And burn the message from the preacher
Subliminal, out the speaker (Kill-kill)
I never paid attention either
There’s something strange ’bout my demeanour
Pity, don’t feel pity, don’t feel pity for the Sick Boi
I’ve been sitting pretty with prescriptions
Flipping stimulants and edibles
Its medicine, cerebellum repairable
Tweaking the biochemical
Peaking, I feel incredible
But wait a second, need dopamine
My focus goes, the world smoke machine
Precursor birthed from L-tyrosine
And my racetrack thoughts race cycling
Deciphering maybes and might have beens
A spiraling; Fibonacci, Vicodin
I pile it in, Kawasaki Ninja thing
I bring torque, big talk, talk big, begin

[Chorus: Ren & Chris Webby]
And I go oh-oh, go oh-oh
Off script, status quo oh-oh, quo oh-oh
Got twisted
Erode oh-oh-ode
Top lip split
Explo-oh-ode, oh-oh-ode
Misfit, don’t fit
Whoa-oh-oh, what makes a person
Whoa-oh-oh, Neurodivergent
Whoa-oh-oh, sick, sick for certain
Whoa-oh-oh (Neurodivergent)

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
They told me I was broken
Nothing but a defect in my head
Said that I was hopeless
Just a fu*king reject hanging on by a thread
But after all the pills that they got me
It turned me to a zombie
So, welcome to the dawn of the de-eh-ead
In the handicap spot just to see that doctor and this is what he said
Yeah, he said I got a touch of the ’tism
Piece of my puzzle is missing
While the Attention Deficit Disorder tunnels my vision
But see, this world’s an asylum and s*it, we all in the system
And our sanity’s the motherfu*king cost of admission
You see that glitch in the algorithm, that’s me
Don’t fit in the crowd, I lift the boundary
Going sick, let it out and flip, they found me
With the misfits ’round, so b!tch, allow me
To show ’em what I came to do, shut the blinds
And keep the noise down ’cause it’s about time
To let them all into a madman’s mind
Not well, but hell, I feel fine!

[Chorus: Ren & Chris Webby]
Go oh-oh, go oh-oh
Off script, status quo oh-oh, quo oh-oh
Got twisted
Erode oh-oh-ode
Top lip split
Explo-oh-ode, oh-oh-ode
Misfit, don’t fit
Whoa-oh-oh ,what makes a person
Whoa-oh-oh, Neurodivergent
Whoa-oh-oh, sick, sick for certain
Whoa-oh-oh, Neurodivergent

[Outro: Ren & Chris Webby]
Whoa-oh-oh, sick, sick entirely
Whoa-oh-oh, shrinks and psychiatry
Whoa-oh-oh, don’t mind my anxiety
Whoa-oh-oh, or my non-sobriety
Whoa-oh-oh, doctors lining up to lie to me
Whoa-oh-oh, speak too much, they try to silence me
Whoa-oh-oh, just a product of society
But, that’s fine with me
(Ah-ah)
(Kill-kill)
(Ah-ah)