How do we interact with somebody who's experiencing a delusion? So, I work for over a thousand hours in an inpatient psychiatric hospital. I work with patients experiencing everything from schizoaffective disorder, schizophrenia, bipolar mania, all the way down to anxiety and depression. Yeah, yeah, yeah, what the *** should I do? Get high as hell, *** I might as well lie and dwell Thinking about my life, I'm alive, I'm well, but time will tell Still admit I'm a friggin' gritty runt Spinning a mix with ciggy butts as I listen to Billy Bumps I was a kid in the trip, I stuck to a different bunch Yeah, we were just a couple little cunts Stealing stuff, pinching stuff, nicking stuff Sniffing drugs just to be the fun And your bitch ain't thinking we give a *** Rise in the noon, lighten the bugues, take a night to the moon Giving life to the clues, hiding from you, I'm confined to this room I'll just stay inside of the booth, writing rhymes to the tune Digging the micro, I'll stick a knife in the wound I've got you slightly confused, like a liar with the truth Yeah, now I'm hiding amused All the drugs are flying in my mind, never mind, I'm a goose Always find an excuse, life gives a dice, I'm untimely amused Yeah, cause I'm buggered, but think you must have noticed On the hunt to get a rush before the dusk approaches Blunts and roaches, smoke enough to stop my focus I ***ing noticed I was stuck inside a drug psychosis Yeah, I'm stuck inside a drug psychosis Yeah, I'm stuck inside a drug psychosis Yeah, I'm stuck inside a drug psychosis I ***ing noticed I was stuck inside a drug psychosis So I was either paranoid or petrified I haven't slept for nights, *** gets hectic, I'm effing terrified I get depressed at the best of times, these were desperate times Staying awake with a knife as a mech to protection I even got stressed by some friends of mine Thinking they're demons or some description That they're scheming to end my life And I dream of it every night, so it seems like I'm meant to die Like infecting the pest, a pesticide that would let us fly Yo, my mind isn't right, so my diagnosis is I put the psycho in psychosis and rhyme dope *** Chickadees, phlebotis, so I'm exorcising their ghost riders Go violent, beheading all of the cosigns I'm dribbling gibberish, tripping over conspiracies People are disappearing, but we just think it's a mystery I just need a CGG, maybe a spliff, maybe a hit of weed Maybe a drink, taking a swig indeed ***, I've been a fiend, that's probably why I'm so fried in the mind But don't try to intervene, what you think I'm clean? The answer's you're freaking mean, never would skip a beat They said that it's in my genes, I reckon it's in my dreams Sit at the window while I'm a peak and fall I thought I saw a demon, believe me lord I know they can read my thoughts, I'm just keeping a raw What I've seen ignores it all, they're either a part of the secret Or they're just sleeping and snoring, just heed my warning Yeah, believe me, we need to be cautious They're like wombat, why the *** would you even record this? You lost the plot, this isn't right, I guess deep in the notice It's a freak, you're disordered, your dreams are disordered Be peaceful, ignore it Why the *** are you rapping still? Go on, pop a couple of happy pills Go outside and then smell the daffodils You're feeling down, what's the matter? You're feeling haggard still? All the angels you've seen, you thought that that was real? It's an illusion, you're delusional, yeah, how's that feel? He's staying silent We've got a code three, he ain't complying Give him another dosage