This is a song about "Therapy"

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

You probably think i need therapy

Third ward general, young cash money

And fake friends need some therapy.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I’m tryna be low key

I'm not getting no therapy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

Maybe he needs a little therapy

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Your psychopathic ass belongs in therapy

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey