This is a song about "Occupational therapy"

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Maybe he needs a little therapy

And fake friends need some therapy.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

But before then i need therapy, for this parody, that i let get out of control carelessly

Damn instead of rap maybe i need therapy, because of my rarity,what other

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Everything in sight, but the mic was my therapy

A while ago we started therapy

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see