Skin Chino XL

[Sampled Intro: child reading poem]
When I was going up the stairs
I met a man, who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish I wish, he would go away

[Intro: Chino XL & Therapist]
Mr. Barbosa, it's a brave step you coming to get help and I commend you for that
But we got to figure out what you want uh-huh
What do you really want? yo, c'mon

[Verse 1: Chino XL & Therapist]
Dreams of my grandmother's house, that's where you felt the safest
The word "therapist," split it in half "the rapist"
Yo who the fuck are you to analyze my behaviors?
Oh I promise you all this anger you showing is anguish
I guess I wasn't ready to be so famous
But you couldn't live with yourself if you had remained nameless
It's been me, myself and I all my life
Now I'm in this psychiatrists tryna explain what we write
Explain whether I'm black or I'm white
Explain crying myself to sleep every night, explain slashing my wrists with a knife
Too high, Icarus flight, niggas is right
I'm the lowest form of human being, for being different
For being gifted, for feeling iffy about writing verses with no meaning
In relationships you're showing too much feeling
Why would any woman treat you better than you said
You were treated by your own mother?
I heard out of the mouth of a 25-year-old woman without the initiative to wanna move out of her momma's house
But claiming she wanna be my spouse
Questions unanswered by psychiatric profession
My little cousin's an alter boy but some priest altered that boy
During confession, I think a gun's a better investment
But you stepped into my practice right now seeking direction
It's the end of your session
See this weapon? I ain't ready to leave ('fore I have seen the enemy)