Dr Dr if you please
Is your voodoo
Part of this disease
I wrote a little coffee write
Three times as a matter of fact
Someone Else's say flew threw
So I erased it as a quack
Room doom from the red room
Somethings not right with me
It was a photograph
Of someone else's epitaph
And you ain't committing me
I saw what I know
A mind fuck fo sho
And chronic was a set of key
Code red your patent's dead
I don't need a life support of disparity
Breathing someone elses breath
And death of what is really me
66 your full of tricks
The dice is loaded as can be
A mind implant on a single glance
Is the light I know I see