[Intro]
Clinical evaluation of a failing system. Analyze the decay.
[Verse 1]
Your existence is pathological ocular dissonance,
Blinded by malice, spreading rumors with persistence.
Engaging daily in chronic oral defecation,
Playing mind games, severe cerebral copulation.
You targeted my file because my cortex sustained trauma,
Three cardiac arrests, survived the strokes and the drama.
Thought a disabled patient was an easy target,
Altering my charts, trying to sell it on the market.
Active police investigation into your clinical fraud,
Altering my medical records while you play god.
The authorities are tracking every digital footprint you leave,
A fraudulent practitioner with nothing left but to deceive.
I’d order a full P E T to check your design,
But there’s no empathy or conscience left to scan in your mind.
[Pre-Chorus]
You cyberstalk the critically ill for a digital hit,
Slandering cancer patients, full of counterfeit.
Terminated from clinics, a professional disgrace,
Blaming the chronic pain community to save your face.
[Chorus]
You are rotten from the inside out, a walking teratoma!
Your spirit is a fetid cloud of purulent pseudomonas!
Full of exudate, an abscess of malicious intent,
Your moral asystole is total, every ounce of humanity spent!
[Verse 2]
Let’s talk about your own Munchausen manifestations,
Faking the infections for attention and donations
Claiming total parenteral nutrition-TPN on your feed,
But we see you masticating solid food to satisfy your greed
Munching on solids while you claim a non functional gut,
A textbook case of malingering, no if’s ands or buts
Meanwhile your domestic environment is a biohazard zone,
An incubation chamber, where pathogenic bacteria are grown.
The atmospheric toxicity in your living space is so high,
You literally exude the ambient aroma of E Coaleye
One Weaponized their own kin, fled across the country for clout
Then abandoned the minor when the party lifestyle called her out.
Accusing innocent suffers of her own twisted crimes,
But the juvenile escaped neglect, surviving her death design.
[chorus]
You are rotten from the inside out a walking teratoma! Your spirit is a fed cloud of purulent pseudomonas! Full of exudate and pus, an abscess of malicious intent, your moral asystole is total, every ounce of humanity spent,
[Bridge]
Daily ventricular asystole, my myocardium stops dead,
A mechanical pacemaker keeping me alive by a thread.
Every piece of stress you manufacture can induce a T.I.A.
An intentional attempt on my life through psychological warfare.
You play with your central lines, begging for a hospital bed,
While truly suffering patients face the trials instead.
You are a nosocomial infection, a parasite on the system,
But the law is closing in, and you’re the primary symptom.
[Outro]
Surgical excision of your influence.
The legal scalpel is cutting deep.
No resuscitation for your reputation.
What drugs are you taking to even sleep?.
