Therapy Lyrics

I don't remember, I don't remember, that September, that September, or was it November, shit I don't even know

That look that you give me, that look that I feel, that look that I saw, all those days I lived in hell

In my own hell, in my own brain, in my own life, shit, now it's time to change

I close my eyes, as I rise high, into the sky, maybe I won't fall, maybe I will go higher, higher

Overdose and face blue, in the mud, came about up on the main, I came back up up on the main

And I ain't gon' be, the one that stays weak, cause I've got a power greater than myself that I believe

I used to be all alone, I used to wait for that call on my phone, did I ever get it, no

Now good things coming to me, and I don't know how to feel, is it real, it's too real to be real

This music is my trauma therapy, my counseling session, it's what I live and breathe

This music is my therapy, my counseling session, the reason that I breathe

Why do I feel like I gotta find my, my, my, mind, in the middle of the night alone

Why do I gotta feel like I find my mind in the middle of the night alone

Let me tap in, here we go, here we go, here we go

I'm a C4 bitch, I will blow up TNT, all these motherfuckers

Yes, nitroglycerin, seasoned and discipline

Now, many men many men, many gonna fade them in the wind, with the lyrics that I spit, so legit

What's the name, prohibited, I'm bout it bout it, I'ma take em to the top of the mountain, I'll be screaming and shouting

Ain't no doubt about it, look, yeah, I roll em up, wrap em up, and ship em off

on point, like a bayonet, I'ma come and get it, at any cost, oh no, what's left

Not much time left, like five minutes after we left in, shit

I'm staying on point, no syringe, and here we go, look, it depends

Piece of coal under pressure, there's a diamond shining, brightening everybody who lie

I would fall, fall off, and then get back on top

I ain't change a shit, and I stay the same, same man who be ripping it up, and I fade em quick, yeah

I fade em quick, yep, I fade em quick, and I represent everything to the fullest

All of these hoes, they think that I'm clueless, but I wonder, like, who's this bitch

Better back the fuck up, you don't wanna

I'm bringing that heat, and I'm burning em up, look

This music is my trauma therapy, and my counseling session

It's what I live and breathe

This music is my therapy, my counseling session, the reason that I breathe

The reason I breathe

Middle of a heat dome, look, varicocha, sea foam, gasses were green in the house

Aliens, we cannot see them, but they always looking down

Obvious, obelisk, yes, bitch

I think that they know what I'm positive

I don't take shit, I don't take shit, I don't take shit

I don't take nothing from nobody that's doubting what we see

Maybe alone again, then maybe die

It's funny how life works

You put in work, everything that you can, you got

Shit right in your pocket

No, no way

You're now tuned in to Mas Puto's Productions

Now, I got my first caller on the line today

Ephraim, are you there, bro

Yeah, I'm here, man

Well, Ephraim, where you from

Shut the fuck up

Call my studio with a motherfucking name like Ephraim

Get the fuck out of here

Man, shit

Mas Puto's is now closed

I'll see y'all next time

Might be a month or two

Flex on these bitches