Backwards

09/25/2026

By Joy Lynn Clark

Lyrics From Backwards

Uglier than the feo fish in my Spanish book
Kids in my class know how that look
Like to bite so many rhymes I took
I am hard like goose down
I’m so fly I’m on the ground
Like my music quiet
Tell the truth you buy it
This is proof like zero
At this thing I’m not a pro
I’m not dressed nowhere to go
Not a star ain’t got no show
I’m so dim I have no glow
I am choppy with no flow
When It’s green I just don’t go
Radioactive I don’t blow

You backwards thinking
You really sick
Did you take your medicine?
You might need a pharmacist
I’ll write you a prescription
But I got my own practice
I agree with your diagnosis
I’m backwards thinking
I’m really sick
With my prognosis
I’ll write the script
You backwards thinking
You really sick
Did you take your medicine?
You might need a pharmacist
I’ll write you a prescription
But I got my own practice
I agree with your diagnosis
I’m backwards thinking
I’m really sick
With my prognosis
I’ll write the script

I can’t read nor can write
I don’t even sleep at night
At sunrise the shine ain’t bright
Close my eyes and view the light
Own a house, live northside
Trust me I’m not from the Chi
I can’t dance don’t take a stand
I don’t even have a plan
My ideas aren’t even grand
I am evil I’m so mean
Like a child eating jellybeans
I’m so dirty never clean
I’m not fresh need Listerine
Not the best you’ve ever seen
In the day I’m not working

You backwards thinking
You really sick
Did you take your medicine?
You might need a pharmacist
I’ll write you a prescription
But I got my own practice
I agree with your diagnosis
I’m backwards thinking
I’m really sick
With my prognosis
I’ll write the script

I don’t know inequality
I can’t even add past three
Can’t even do x factoring
And I know the reason why
I don’t just how it’s tied
I don’t even like to ride
Summertime I stay inside
I just thought of the last line

You backwards thinking
You really sick
Did you take your medicine?
You might need a pharmacist
I’ll write you a prescription
But I got my own practice
I agree with your diagnosis
I’m backwards thinking
I’m really sick
With my prognosis
I’ll write the script
You backwards thinking
You really sick
Did you take your medicine?
You might need a pharmacist
I’ll write you a prescription
But I got my own practice
I agree with your diagnosis
I’m backwards thinking
I’m really sick
With my prognosis
I’ll write the script

I know this song won’t be a hit
I am not ill literate
Cant think of a worse word for it
And I know you’re getting this
I can’t even rhyme that quick
And I never did a split
Use the chord not just the hit
I should tell you what I did
Was so wack when I was a kid
Made me stop that medicine
I ran slow ain’t got no hops
Catch my bike at the bus stop
And it’s safe don’t need a lock
Never look in the street I cross
I don’t floss I’m not a boss.

You backwards thinking
You really sick
Did you take your medicine?
You might need a pharmacist
I’ll write you a prescription
But I got my own practice
I agree with your diagnosis
I’m backwards thinking
I’m really sick
With my prognosis
I’ll write the script
You backwards thinking
You really sick
Did you take your medicine?
You might need a pharmacist
I’ll write you a prescription
But I got my own practice
I agree with your diagnosis
I’m backwards thinking
I’m really sick
With my prognosis
I’ll write the script