THERAPY (session 1)

It's the Divine ruler, it seems I find things more cooler than the bling of diamond rings and Green loot is Construction boots maneuver across the scenes that I'm choosing While shooting, for da stars Right now I'm cruising past mars And I here I be from me to you, from you to me this therapy, is something that contains carasine Fuel for the fire, see it vividly When I spill out on these sheets you better be prepared to see The Holy Ghoster, cocaine cosa nostra Crossing over da border, bodies I hoarder Over bloody bodies of water New world order Run from, guns with armor Don't run up onnus Demons don't haunt us no more The run amongst us While so called supremes running from us The tables turn now everything respawning Sun beams through my blinds wake up good morning And If you sleeping onnus, stop the yawning We very cautious, take caution Crews I bomb em Mis use the knowledge De-mons be calling They to got problems But My only option is to prosper So get up out ya seats and make sure you come get yo dosage Therapy the only thing I need Keep me focused Abomination when Obama had this nation Tried to stir us up to greatness Higher powers left us brainless Now all that's left... is stupid nikkas and motherless girls with bigger breast, school Shootings, hallway slangin, Gambling onna steps, they locking children innem chains And gottem feeling vexed, ain't been the same now they Complacent about what comes Next Overcome with a feeling that got me numb Cause they from the same place that I was from Nothin more or less Believe in anything they put up on the news These days Will find someone that look like you and let the uzi spray Feel so confused because these views can lead you to astray Bullets that stray, that hit child play Broad day Left with nothing to do Left with nothing to say Tell me what would you do Stuck in this day of age With know one to run to Got me lost in daze As long as I gotchu To gimme all my praise Therapy for my brain Only thing keep me sane