You know what?
You psychiatrists are all like
You make me sit and talk about my mother for an hour
Charges me 400 bucks, give me a perscription
That you never does damn bit of good
And now... now? I have little voice in my head
That's saying it's ok for me to f** my sister
I'll tell you something doctor d little little
You'd better get me something to calm my a** down
Or I'mma come over there and pop out your a** and skull f** you