Greydon Square - Psych Eval lyrics
[Greydon Square - Psych Eval lyrics]
Doc: "Mr collins?"
Greydon: "yeah, that's me"
Doc: "Welcome to my practice, come on back
Go ahead and have a seat so tell me
What seems to be the problem?"
Greydon: "Well
The problem is I don't feel like
I have a outlet anymore
Like, I don't have any reason
To do this i sit at
The keyboard and feel lost"
But then when I strike a key
Everything opens i'm not joking
I've literally left my computer smokin'
But then I hit the chord D minor
Music is like my woman and I feel
Like it's my job to find her
Not for her vagina
But for what is inside her
This is my heart, my soul
I would never deny her
Her grace and speed, her own space to breathe
The beautiful sounds that she
Makes when makin' me agreed upon the keys
And as I play I start imagining things
And while imagining things I
Start rambling things mostly gibberish first
But, I hope I gather long enough
Just to spit up a verse
But wait, focus, focus on the music
Because without that ingredient the verse
Is gon' be useless
So before you know it I've added some hats
But just to be different I'm not gonna
Use no snare on this track
So then I add some strings, yeah
And I think I know exactly
What this track needs how 'bout some flutes
But I don't wanna over do it
So long as it sounds good
Then I'm tellin' the truth
This is the formula I use when
I stand in the booth
To precisely execute like I do in my room
With realistic lyrics to boot
And I may be young but I
Guarantee you these lyrics are true
But, I should be able to control 'em at least
I feel like a beast
I think I need my medication increased
Whatchu think, Doc?
Doc: "Okay Mr collins
We're going to increase
Your existing prescription
Of Abilify to 90 milligrams
I'll see you in three weeks for another eval"
Greydon: "yeah, that's me"
Doc: "Welcome to my practice, come on back
Go ahead and have a seat so tell me
What seems to be the problem?"
Greydon: "Well
The problem is I don't feel like
I have a outlet anymore
Like, I don't have any reason
To do this i sit at
The keyboard and feel lost"
But then when I strike a key
Everything opens i'm not joking
I've literally left my computer smokin'
But then I hit the chord D minor
Music is like my woman and I feel
Like it's my job to find her
Not for her vagina
But for what is inside her
This is my heart, my soul
I would never deny her
Her grace and speed, her own space to breathe
The beautiful sounds that she
Makes when makin' me agreed upon the keys
And as I play I start imagining things
And while imagining things I
Start rambling things mostly gibberish first
But, I hope I gather long enough
Just to spit up a verse
But wait, focus, focus on the music
Because without that ingredient the verse
Is gon' be useless
So before you know it I've added some hats
But just to be different I'm not gonna
Use no snare on this track
So then I add some strings, yeah
And I think I know exactly
What this track needs how 'bout some flutes
But I don't wanna over do it
So long as it sounds good
Then I'm tellin' the truth
This is the formula I use when
I stand in the booth
To precisely execute like I do in my room
With realistic lyrics to boot
And I may be young but I
Guarantee you these lyrics are true
But, I should be able to control 'em at least
I feel like a beast
I think I need my medication increased
Whatchu think, Doc?
Doc: "Okay Mr collins
We're going to increase
Your existing prescription
Of Abilify to 90 milligrams
I'll see you in three weeks for another eval"