[Intro: Taebo & King Iso] Hey Iso, what's brackin' nigga What's brackin' with it, my nig You doin' all these talks about mental health, you ain't ever told these niggas how you was gettin' in the mental hospitals nigga? Aight hold on, look
[Verse 1] Nigga, shit, I don't about these other motherfuckers but I wasn't self diagnosed Had to defeat the purpose like a diet coke I was taking medication by the dose With a bad nurse sprintin' tryna go And two armed guards standin' by the do' Like a bank teller what got a rope Pull a pill on all 'em [?] She know I ain't finna take shit like a constipated nigga tryna go But it's a lot of folks that wanna try the dope I gotta trade for the truth I was on For the food, water, just a young thug tryna tunechi like Hollegrove 'Cause my energy was kinda low Came from the [?] got ghost by the time he rose A role model, you just worried 'bout the model hoes My kids watch me fill up my doggy's bowl, call it Paw Patrol Feel lake Lani playing soccer, bro We ain't got common goals Game genie in the game with me Always played real and stuck by the codes, I got it though I came from pushing them pills inside the system like a doctor's note So I ain't talking 'bout rappin' fast When I'm letting these choppers go But you the one with problems though Nigga, hold up
[Hook] I had them pills under my tongue I was trapping out the mental ward All these rap suckers faking on the gang You ain't been before But that's the type of shit that made me psycho 'Cause you ain't never live a nigga life bro
[Verse 2] Niggas be talking like they crazy and they rap like they tough Never had the Board of Mental Health put 'em in no fuckin' shackles and cuffs Mama standing right there like “sorry but they had to because” She knew I'd end up killing a couple of you and me after it's done Hearing niggas rap like it's fun When I'm out here packing these guns 51/50 when they come get me One up, is that I'd become Meaning: I'mma get sent to facilities Deemed ability, freedom is stripped from me People be kidding me, be it pretending me Load up a nina and blacken the sun Because they try to give me that poison I hit that with my tongue, ay They be trafficking people in here Trafficking drugs, aye Hella organs, they melanin like African blood, aye No real help, sounds fishy me asking for some, aye Doubt it be done but it had to be done Imagine these tragedies having a son The fact that I need to go back and get treated Though all of these rappers be jacking my stuff Hard to fathom like a jab to the gut You stars are at war, call me Jabba the Hutt Peace, I will not make it, back to the hut So I sell me appeal like I trap for the judge, nigga
[Hook] I had them pills under my tongue I was trapping out the mental ward All these rap suckers faking on the gang You ain't been before But that's the type of shit that made me psycho 'Cause you ain't never live a nigga life bro
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