Problems With Medications (Skit)
You know what?
You psychiatrists are all alike
You make me sit and talk about
My mother for an hour
Charge me 400 bucks, give me a perscription
That never does a damn bit of good
And now now? I have a little voice in my head
That's saying it's ok for me
To fuck my sister
I'll tell you something doctor
D little little
You'd better get me something to
Calm my ass down
Or I'mma come over there and pop out
Your eye and skull fuck you