I said **** a therapist Probably because I’m arrogant One too many wild thoughts Sleepin’ on that air bed Steer me in the right path Suck me like an Airhead Looking at these four walls Writing until my fingers dead You a rap critic I don’t like you If the gang see you they gon’ fight you Tell me what it is I don’t like clues Imma act up like I’m Terry Cruz I confess when I want to I can count checks if I want to Could’ve ****ed my ex But that’s bad news Solid as a rock I just stick and move I confess when I want to I can count checks if I want to Could’ve ****ed my ex But that’s bad news Solid as a rock I just stick and move I confess when I want to I can count checks if I want to Could’ve ****ed my ex But that’s bad news Solid as a rock I just stick and move I’m banking on good health I’m thinking for myself I left my ego sitting in the room on the shelf I can confess if want to I can count checks if I want to Could’ve ****ed my ex But that’s bad news Solid as a rock I just stick and move