This is a very nice office, it's, uh, very comforting, sir

Aw, tha-thank you, I pride myself in keeping it very clean

Yeah, uh thanks for having me, do I just sit in this chair here?

Yeah, yeah, just right on the, right on the couch

(Okay) Tell me how your feeling buddy

Yeah, okay, so basically, there's this rapper bitch named BROKIE, thankfully, she opened me up to therapy, so now I'm patiently working on myself. No more saying dumb shit dangerously 'cause she dissed me gracefully and graciously gave time of day for me

Okay, so I understand, you were dissed by, uh, this girl, (Uh-huh) um, (yeah) how did it make you feel, what she said?

Well, I was sad at first 'cause everything was factual (Oh)

I'm not an actual battle rapper, I'm just a casual (Okay)

But her, masterful. (Mm)

Said I look unnatural, look like I could only write with capitals (Wow)

'Cause lowercase too hard for me to draw, they'd be impractical (Jeez)

But smacked me with a basket full of adjectives, and words like mediocre, called me passable (Eh, okay)

But not exactly full of inspiration like the majesty herself

Told me I should get some therapy to get some mental help

Yeah, yeah, yeah, that was a, that was a good idea, I'm glad she referred you to my office, um, could you go into more detail about what she said?

She said my momma couldn't even love my face I'm so appalling (Oh)

Said my balls were small and pushed me into walls, told me I should fall off any building that I saw around my neighbourhood (Wow)

She offered fame, but I'm too pussy, and I'm from a faker-hood (Where?)

Lakerwood, (Uh) A small town from Idaho where basic goods are cheap, I've never had to struggle paying for a meal (Okay)

Basically I have no backbone 'cause I've never had to struggle (Mhm)

After saying that I'm ugly, she said more about how she feels

Well, what'd she say?

She said I'm gay and hopes that one day I catch AIDS (Woah)

And that when she catches me she'll probably run my face (That is not good)

Or maybe shoot me with a gun that fires snakes (What?)

Either way, she seems to want me dead in ways involving pain

Yeah, this doesn't seem like a very healthy person

She said one day, at a hotel, she's gonna strangle me with curtains (That's really fucked up)

You know, I'm feeling kinda better about her verses

Fragile masculinity aside, I think this therapy is workin'

Just for legal reasons, you know what she signed you up for, right? (Uh, what?)

Well, you checked the box on the option sheet of, uh, what kind of therapy you would want

And, you happened to pick the option of the one where we kill you at the end of every session with a chainsaw (No, god, no!)

Die! (Oh, God!)

Die! (Oh my spleen!)

Die! (Kidneys, my spleen!)

Die! (Oh, fuck)

Man, I love American healthcare