4 My Therapist

I hate when I'm misunderstood Or made to feel like I'm a child as if I'm under you Dismissing how I feel, trampled under foot Like what i'm saying's half baked or maybe undercooked F*ck what you assume, my birth would be the fucking proof It took my mother sixteen to push me out the oven, truth Now i'm penning sixteens to push me up above the roof But can't deny it's hard when it don't really feel like it's been cutting through Yeah, I'm tryna do my best bruv Heart and soul in every song, recording with my chest up Fire emoji, fire emojis always coming back Saying they'll be checking for the next one Couple songs later, so generic when the text comes Wonder if they even heard the song but still don't pester Unsolicited advice, telling me I'm doing too much But contradicting all the experts Make me feel like I've been getting so defensive I put my spirit in these lyrics so excuse me if I feel the need to mention What's setting off these headaches, not just shoulder pain It's like a whole 'nother weight that's causing all this tension This game will have you redefining friendships Running far from people acting like he's so sensitive Cuz I really take pride in my penmanship So f*ck off with your lies and pretend and shit Tired of people lying in their sentences Knowing they'll respect me when I'm hella rich And say that they've been rocking with me ever since Feeling all this bitterness, won't let it win Tired of people lying in their sentences Knowing they'll respect me when I'm hella rich And say that they've been rocking with me ever since I should send this shit to my therapist I get touchy when I feel like people miss the point Then proceed to misinterpret me It's the curse of being shy and introverted, seen A certain way that's different to the version beaming back When I observe the being living in my mirror It's absurd I mean I know why, only now in my adult life The lone child inside of my community with dark skin But when I'm with my own kin They're acting like I'm so white Even now when I get passionate Believe, they still be acting like my tone light I'd like to think I've grown, right But my old mind it creeps in, still tryna to appease them Regardless if it's knowing it's been told lies I've seen the treatment of my people but with light skin And I've been seen as like them By some, get triggered by these people Who remind me of some white saviour type friends Don't talk to me like you think you're above me Cuz you would be so lucky Looking like me and to have a quarter of my heritage And lineage of excellence and beautiful complexions and I know that I'm Ah… jumping to extremes but I need it to repeat and say I love me Certain wrongs i've felt and now I'm righting them by writing this And moving past the fuckery Guess that's why I'm catting for respect Throw my hat into that ring Gotta prove it to myself That it's pure magic that I bring, yeah Tired of people lying in their sentences Knowing they'll respect me when I'm hella rich And say that they've been rocking with me ever since Feeling all this bitterness, won't let it win Tired of people lying in their sentences Knowing they'll respect me when I'm hella rich And say that they've been rocking with me ever since I should send this shit to my therapist