Therapist Couch

You're flaky like psoriasis, as pious as a nihilist The violence I commit, in compliance with psychiatrists Tired of asking questions like, why do I exist I'm finding this endless list of psycho shit Mired in this mindlessness, pull the condom off If you wanna see what viral is, and now you're spiraling out of control Behind the glow of your devices, kid, Tailor-made You know my mind is twice as Swift This is game day, what's up with your divisiveness Sometimes you gotta write a script to prove you're timeless And you shine a bit, before we're taken over by a microchip I'm not sure if this is my flow, or AI is writing this It sure beats the quietness of all your life events I'm Puerto Rican, so I'm cooking, ain't no rice and shit The price of my pricelessness is too high for bids I'm convinced that these hyper scripts, will find a home inside your mind and spin Inside your brain cells, that my rhyme keeps on siphoning My girl keeps piping in, and telling me that I should quit And start tightening, cause ain't no stopping all this, all this fight within Come and get right with Grymm, my brain cells are heightening No pain, all slain, a Viking on a Vicodin Ciphering, like it's 99 again No bananas, so go and try again My appeal, is the fire in my eyes And you can tell that Imma a win Do you have the time my friend, so I can find the rabbit hole you climbing in You know that game is dirty, when that blank screen comes on All it reads is try again And how does that make you feel, when you dream How do you make it real And how does that make you feel Listening to Kulent beats is my therapy, and it makes me heal Yeah, yeah, yeah, it makes me heal Listening to Kulent beats is my therapy, it makes me heal