Fuck a therapist

I'm in the mirror with the truth

Fuck a therapist

I'm not talkin' to the group

Fuck a therapist

Keep it runnin', living proof

I know I have to see it through

Ah

Ah

Molly with the cognac (Ah)

No fear in me, not now

She a hypochondriac

Worried I might not call her back

I tell her keep cool with all of that

I won't run you down, I'll walk you back

She wanna know what's in my mind

I wanna know the thought of that

Am I addicted to the grind?

Hmm, it's kinda sorta that

She see the way my life designed

She wanna know the root of that

She said I should speak from my heart

You know I ain't good with that

She asked me how did it all start?

I don't wanna rewind to that

She said that there's some things I should get off my chest

Telling me how therapy turned her insane

Fuck a therapist

I'm in the mirror with the truth

Fuck a therapist

I'm not talkin' to the group

Fuck a therapist

Keep it runnin', living proof

I know I have to see it through (Ah)

Ah

Ah

Ah

Ah