Yeah
Let's go
So, uh, we got your results back from the test and uh,
well, what do you have to say for yourself?
(You are just what the doc ordered)
I'm beginnin' to feel like a bad mom, bad mom
I have given myself all these symptoms, symptoms
Disorder, disorder, mentality disordered
I can't help it, maybe I can, by the law I'm punished, I retorted
Here's what it is... I'm so ill, I'm so sick
Not with these bars, but with my kids
Munchausen Syndrome People think I'm so dumb
but they don't get that I think that I'm sick and I think it's what I've become
Let's start with what this is
I give myself sickness
It's in my brain - not my body
You can try, but you can't stop me
The reasons for this sickness vary Sometimes we don't know, this I'm swearing
I need attention cause nobody's caring And sympathy from others, I'm declaring
"by proxy," means I do it to my kid You can tell me no, but I'll never stop this
Cause there's no known cure Oh no, that's for sure
psychoanalysis therapy is where I oughta be
age group range from 30 - 40 but that's not the only category
I think I heard of someone with this, uh, this syndrome once...
"Cleanin' Out My Closet," shucks
"And I think of Nathan being placed in a home And all the medicine you fed us
And how I just wanted you to taste your own"
Who said that? That was another rapper
Eminem's mom had it, Headlights and pills, it's Debbie Mathers
Affects those we love whether we like it or not
Can't treat it or make it go away or make it stop
Moms take kids and make them sick
It makes me sick, unfortunate
I'm down with every line I spit But to educate, and to regulate, each case
Rap God, with a flash mob With the raps and a map to attract and lead to facts That's why I rap to spit facts
I see them taking pills I say "you need to get to Dr. Phil!"
But still they make themselves ill
Still...
Okay, I think I'm done
Get hit with the wit of Munchausen Syndrome
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