This is a song about "Therapy"

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

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Bending words between these bars is my therapy

Your psychopathic ass belongs in therapy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

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

Everything in sight, but the mic was my therapy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

You probably think i need therapy

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

Maybe he needs a little therapy

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy