This is a song about "Massage therapy"

You probably think i need therapy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Maybe he needs a little therapy

Let me rideuntil i get free

I'm not getting no therapy

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Everything in sight, but the mic was my therapy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

A while ago we started therapy

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Baby girl imma massage you and release dat tension

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

I never quit never fell ,i became a rap master,oh ya well last massage to teachers