Ghetto Therapy

Yea I remember bein' a youngin And dancin' cuz daddy comin' In the house, from workin' for days to make somethin' from nothin And watchin' my brothers hustlin' and duckin' police Struggles that comes with the streets Trauma? That's nothin to me Move along nothing to see Just another junkie noddin' from product My brother sold him, he copped it Then loaded his needle and shot it He loaded heaters and shot it At his opps, cuz they all had problems That no one knows how it started But f*ck it, all of us mobbin' The many preyed on the few In church on Sundays my mama had plenty prayers she spew Then speak in tongues in the pew Now I speak in tongues in the booth My callin' was to the pulpit but I witnessed bullshit ensue My convictions wouldn't let me do If only she knew, the God That she believed in her heart Was the product of propaganda created to do us harm And the charm of the serpent, Massa's interpretations Turn rappers interpolations Ancestors cry from the belly of pain They piss on us without the courtesy of tellin' it's rain Yo ancestors told us get over it, yo descendants tell us the same It's like to hell with this game, yall can play if you choose But just remember when you start winnin' they start changin' the rules And I'm like f*ck it feelin' rogue now I tap the bottle and they tellin me to slow down I self medicate this pain is all I know now I share these tears, I got enough of them to go around Every time I go around Karma catchin' up to me Weight of the world on my shoulders I just let it be Wait on the world? Never, soldiers got a legacy And never mind these, never mind, we gotta let em see This that ghetto therapy My daddy never loved me And the only men that gave me attention Instant gratification on days I felt ugly My mama had me so young then my brothers came shortly after I grew, soaked what I knew, with no knowledge of what truly matters Disaster would strike In the form of a casual night It's not until your walls cave you feel what a casket is like The horrors of having to fight with your hands tied I consented with love, only for you to let your man slide This landslide of emotions consumes the best of me And damn I, lost focus on what was left of me And the rest of me turns to drugs, weed, drink, and ecstasy To numb this pain I resort to grandmama's recipe And it explains Take half a cup of survival 2 cups of prayer and hope Then add one little mustard seed of faith and let it soak A tablespoon of meditation, a cup of laughter and jokes Mix it all up in a bowl until it matters no mo' And it happens to go momentarily Then I'm faced with this world with no one to care for me Stare in the eyes of my baby girl is where I find my clarity Then my vision blurred cuz this liquor is where I find parody Apparently If I close my eyes while he's on top of me For a moment it's like the man of my dreams desires me I mean feelin' wanted even when nothing's inside of me A glimpse of being visible to a blind society For now I suffer silently And I don't want pity I want a man to love me a ride for me To protect me always cherish and die for me To be drunk in love, while fightin' sobriety Jottin' empty promises in this diary Now I'm feelin' F*ck it feelin' rogue now I tap the bottle and they tellin me to slow down I self medicate this pain is all I know now I share these tears, I got enough of them to go around Every time I go around Karma catchin' up to me Weight of the world on my shoulders I just let it be Wait on the world? Never, soldiers got a legacy And never mind these, never mind, we gotta let em see This that ghetto therapy