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Check your Diagnosis | G̷͚̽l̸͎͗i̵͖̿t̶̢͆c̷̼̅hﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ (WHAT THE HECK?! Remix)

[Intro Verse] Yo, I keep my mindstate level on its own design A different kind of cadence, aint no need to redefine But when the know-it-alls are callin', wanna get inside the dome When they do, my defenses foam Tellin' me to change my tone I know they see the wiring And they think that I'm misfiring I know you feelin' helpful with the fix you are supplying But you better step aside This is pain you can’t provide A cure for, I’mma check the source of what you think you know inside mane! What now? Quacks! Aint no rewinding that! I just wanna know… What brain you analyzing at? [Verse 2] I just come to navigate my own reality, I ain’t askin’ for you If you really want it, Yeah my patterns got a wall or two To take on every one of you, what you wanna do? Don't forget I got this whole world on my side Your opinion's null to you! Stop! Everybody! What’s that sound? It sound like a platitude 'bout to get shot down With the quick! And why they wanna go and get me vexed When they know I'm complex And a real mind like mine, it disconnects! [Verse 3] On this clarity, peace, and wellness, Screw your data, invite the realness Bystanders wanna incite the illness, Now you gotta invite the brilliance of— Individuals! Don’t give me that weak sauce! Don’t you give me no looks! Ya better get over the fact A layperson knowin' is pathetic So let up, your opinion hit me with a thud So you better snap your textbook And then walk with it Cuz if your mouth spouts it I'mma let somethin' sharp doubt it 'Bout a hundred reasons, They look like they found a lesion Susan had me seethin' Now her sage advice is bleedin' or somethin' [Chorus:] AYE! Why they always gotta preach at ya? I'm mindin' my business, Now I gotta check yo diagnosis AYE! Self-help guru, man, ya fixin' ta Make me lose it if you're certain When I check yo diagnosis AYE! Now I ain't come to play your games So why you gotta go and make me check yo diagnosis, mane? AYE! And I guess we all gon' bang If you're certain when I check yo diagnosis, mane! [Bridge] To tell you the truth, I’m functionin’ just fine There’s a million different pathways in this head of mine To tell you the truth, I’m functionin’ just fine There’s a million different pathways in this head of mine… There’s a million different pathways in this head of mine! So why is you people all up in my design? I’m from the flip-the-script-and-start-buggin’ on ‘em like: (Whatchu tryna psycho-analyze?) [Outro Verse] I think these people might need a new perspective On what they're inspectin' That patronizing tone, I ain't ever been misdirectin' that Plus I can read your motive Like my book of thoughts Last person who "just tried to help" Got his theory tied in knots (Go sit down!) Go night-night For messin' with a mind that’ll fight-fight And some of you suckas be judgin' Cuz we process like a bright light David, your diet buddy With kale in the mix He better act like he got sense And go fix on a dish That charlatan, he flipped a script And my patience took a bow down Straight from the web with a bad take, wow! Ask around and they’ll tell you "Blaow Blaow!" Ain’t nobody trippin’ off of you I just wanna live and be cool Half of these people up in this atmosphere Wanna be part of the school 'Cause they think that they know the rules Go dumb and act enlightened Don’t ever like to start it But you can be my target If I lose it, open your mind For this thermometer No, check a person’s diagnosis And leave 'em alone, I'm gone with this (Just listen for a minute)