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