Therapy Shit

It be hard for me to sleep so all I do is take naps So much pain be on my brain I can’t even write a rap Fool on the run now I can’t even speak on that I just pray to God that Shoddy Mac make it up out that trap And my bitch always be tripping say I act like ion care I got too much on my mind I just put one in the air I just need you for to listen I be feeling so alone And my heart just get ignored so I put it in a song When you down they say you real When you up they call you fake I like codeine just for the taste Pop a jigg and do the race I be asking God what the f*ck I do for all this hate He be telling me them the consequences when you great But I be stressed out I can’t lie I be throwed off by bad vibes Feel like everybody against why I ride round with that fie I be staring at the sky like Game why you had to die Sometimes I light a blunt and act like you with me when I be riding Sometimes I light a blunt and act like you with me when I be riding Sometimes I light a blunt and act like you with me when I be riding I rap bout pain cause I feel that I told them I was hurting a long time ago but they act like they ain’t hear that My name stay in some chit chat I fucked his bitch when I was 12 All them years and he still want some get back I bet you want yo lick back My Lil shooter in my ear and he begging me to let him blow yo shit back But you don’t really live that You know you a house rat This ain’t even bout that You’ll never get yo clout back