"Mr. Krule, how are we doing today?"

"To be honest man, I don't even know bro, it's just like I'm...I'm stressed bro"

"Well, um...best thing to do is talk. You know I'm here for you, ya know, so, whenever you want to get started you know just, um...lay everything out on the table for me"

"I mean, uh...I guess I'm down for that. But I mean, I ain't never...I ain't never had therapy before"

So, this is therapy

Damn I could talk for miles

About all the time I was broken by some stupid bitch's daughter

My head is sinking underwater

but my heart won't let me just drown

But in an ocean of all my thoughts

I keep watch of who fucks around

I take time thinking of girls who don't know I exist

I have dreams of other worlds

Damn know earth be pissed

But I'm mad at the world, been mad since a kid

Cause when man get hurt

Man hurt don't exist

But I'm unstable?

Damn I wonder why

Got dreams of a future not kin to my kind

Not kin to my time, in a kennel sposed to sit

Can't shoot for the stars cause them shackles still exist

But shit

Damn

I'm guilty too

Surround myself with drugs, sex, booze, and jigaboos

My life

It's a ruse

These women I use, I abuse, I choose

To be a piece of shit

These sins I commit

Could blame my deadbeat father

Or the fact i wasn't fostered to be a better man

Ain't no help for my plans

Ain't no 'port for my future

Ain't no managing shit

Can barely 'ford a computer

Been face to face with a Ruger

Been toe to toe with the Reap

Been down and out on my luck

Had to hustle yea, just to eat

But when I got bread them boys know they got it

But when they got bread, they feel like a profit

JUDAS

Betray me before my eyes

But I love all them boys to death

Death see the tears in my eyes

What a surprise they quote on "Christians"

They lie through their teeth

But I aint putting 'em down

Because to them I'm beneath

From the jump

From the start

Cause we got different views

Ain't play ball to make it

Ion wear expensive shoes

Art don't pay the bills like playing games do

But I'm a hater can't vent about how i feel

I don't understand the struggle and the qualms of they field

What the fuck is a qualm at 40 grand a year

Out of high school ****

Out of high school ****

Out of high school my ****

Out of high school ****

Out of high school ****

"Look I know I'm in the wrong for this shit man I mean

I mean it's how I feel bro like

but I still love y'all **** and I mean

Everybody in the room I'm sorry but

It's just who I am"