Sounds like you're just pulling words from the TV and or music to make an incoherent series of story segments. If you wanted a diagnosis, all you had to do was walk through the door.
-I'M A SIMPLE SCHIZOPHRENIC. WHEN SUN GOES HIDDEN IN THE BRANCHES OF TOMATO, IT'S SPREAD MUTATION ON SNOW WHICH LAYING OVER FOREST CATS, THEY BITING TACO BELL FOR CARBON ENGINE, DRAIN WELL WITH 'SPRITE', NEW TASTE BY PICKING FEATURING WITH BIG AIR TONIGHT MISERY SELECTION.