Introduction to Psychoanalysis (Schizophrenia) lyrics
by Flipper
{Freudian psychologist}
How do you do?
I am your analyst
What I'm going to do is to psychoanalyse you
Ya, ya
I was, I listened, to the, to the, to the, dee-fee, dee-fee, you know, the De La album. I do music. And, I kind of do that, that, that outtake stuff, kind of like De La do. And, and, I like Prince Paul stuff, and I know that you know him (ya, ya) so could you hook me up? So I can meet him, and uh, you know, be like an apprentice, of Prince Paul (ya). And he said, "yeah man, sure". So, 'cause he said I was kind of a happenin' guy, 'cause I look a little weird, I had delivered a baby and, and, and the mother didn't want it, she was trippin', she was like, "ah nah", she said she didn't know she was pregnant, she's full of sh*t though, she was all high on heroin. And she was like "nah man, I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I'm not going to the hospital, you take the baby, you go ahead, and I'ma stay here". So we took the baby, like, I think it was my next door neighbor, and I was (ya, ya), five or six, this girl she said somethin', and I hit her with a wiffle ball bat. She said, what'd, what'd she say, she said "we all gonna die anyway". Is that some sh*t or what? I ain't tryin' to f*ck nobody who talkin' 'bout "we all gonna die anyway", so I ain't usin' no condom, 'cause I don't get no girls, I gets no ass. It's f*cked up when you don't get no ass. Before I c*m, one of my nuts, gets sucked up inside to my stomach. Is that, is that what, what, what kind of happens to you before you get a hernia or somethin' like that? They just think I'm a little, ah, stupid (ya, ya). Maybe a little, strange. But that's 'cause they don't no me