Mind Phuck (Pop Mix)

My heads a blender, my thoughts disfigured

Psychological, certifiable, totally ignorant

Reality's glitchin, sometimes mental, they call me sick

Rebooting my system, til the button sticks

I've got disorders, looks like I'm insane,

Lost my mind, wonder why I'm this way?

All the shrinks converse and then they prescribe

This new prescription it's a hell of a ride

Shrink's office, fluorescent hum,

Clock ticking louder than a war drum.

He asks, "How do you feel?" I laugh and refrain,

My minds jammed up traffic with a 1 way train

Script's are my gospel, pills are my cane,

They call it helping you, I call it insane

I've got disorders, looks like I'm insane,

Lost my mind, wonder why I'm this way?

All the shrinks converse and then they prescribe

This new prescription it's a hell of a ride

Eyes twitchin, skins a itchin, sociopathic bitchin

Im mental, erratic, and don't mention

Crackedpot, haywired, screwed up with pain

Twistin the spiral, insane in the membrane

Time is of essence, office visit for profit

Regardless of da conclusions, its a capitalist's market

No point, no need for me to speak or get mad

My answer's always written in the Rx pad

I've got disorders, looks like I'm insane,

Lost my mind, wonder why I'm this way?

All the shrinks converse and then they prescribe

This new prescription it's a hell of a ride