[Verse 1: Therapist]
Yo you up on some shit fuck
Cuz every word I utter's intent you faggot
Fucking with this is like punching cement
I know your type, you bluffing with tough talk you scared to brawl
Never stepping but your mouth is running marathons
Its hopeless, I'm focused, I won't miss
Any foes want to oppose get your throats slit
You can't call it, I'm flawless this shit is so sick
If I learnt from my mistakes I wouldn't know shit (get it? Damn)
Know this even if your voice is deep
Niggas sufferin' from arthritis they joints is weak
Know if cats know where the motherfuckin' turf is at
You act bad but you rhyme even worse than that
Yo funny how tables turn and life pays your dues
Earn your stripes, never be concerned with ice cuz check it out
The more money you pay for rent, is just givin' me even more reason to take this shit
The main event, servin' niggas the way y'all run through these herds with these words is distrubin' niggas
So leave it alone, I'm zoned and never leaving my throne
No need to play games I'm in a league of my own
Its therapist niggas, dismiss you dick kissers, for you to get bigger than shits slimmer than stick figures
You faggots can't stand how much love I get, but if you don't bump my shit then suck my dick
I'm taking over, I got what it takes to make it over the top you trynna diss me to stop and think it over
I'm greater than any nigga you feeling the most stepped on stage got arrested for stealing the show mothafucka

Yo my brain in the forecast, Therapist broadcast Philly to North tax(?) you really don't want that
Therapist and meddafore niggas remeber the name remember tha Game niggas