WEAK ASS MC THERAPY SESSION! (Interlude) lyrics

[Skit]
This is a very nice office, it's, uh, very comforting, sir
Aw, 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 b*tch named BROKIE, thankfully she opened me up to therapy, so now I'm patiently working on myself. No more saying dumb sh*t dangerously 'cause she dissed me gracefully and graciously gave the time of day for me
Okay, so I understand, you wеre dissed by this girl, um, how did it make you feel, what shе 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 too hard to draw, they 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 pus*y, 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 for 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 one day I catch AIDS (Woah)
And when she catches me she probably run my fade (That's 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 f*cked up)
You know, what? I feel 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, f*ck)
Man I love American healthcare