Lyrics:

I got a bunch of whitecoats on my tail And with
Their 'service', I can't fail Another
Bloodtest, another session Still on the juice? How
About aggression?

They want to make a man out of me As if I owe a
Cent to this society They are the reason for the
So called anarchy

Shrinxntherapists are on my back This hellhound
Stray is fucking hard to track This bloody crap is
Not about to change Why don't you get it -
Diagnose: deranged