Therapy

They tell me You gotta love what you doing But id be going home on an empty stomach if music is what I'm pursuing But I gotta keep it moving Running on my last fumes, I ain't quitting this race and I don't care if I'm losing Getting rich or die trying now that was the mission I peaked a million before I chose to make stupid decisions I was losing my vision till God called an intermission Seeing my momma crying I knew I needed revision Before I'm rushed into more hospital admissions Before more of my brothers get into head-on collisions Before I burn down all these bridges And all these rhyme and rhythms fall on deaf ears and nobody is around to listen Before I'm the topic of conversation Around all these heavy faces Offering my baby sister consolation Before my toxic attraction towards desolation Leads to frustration and you cut off all association Everybody's got issues, Everybody's got issues Don't nobody want to hear about yours Just bottle it up and let it get at you Eventually, it will swallow you whole Look, around here ain't no buddy-buddy Keep your distance, ain't no feelings when you lose somebody I thought id do this for fun but man ain't shit funny I'm in it for the long run so dude where's my money? My brain's in stitches I keep making bad decisions I had a good girl but now I'm fucking bad bitches I've got enough blue ticks on my contacts list To make me realize that my contacts ain't shit My head's a revolving door, I'm in and out of my mind I'm on a thin line and I can feel me slipping with every rhyme And how can I, be alone when I'm staring into your eyes And I can't understand why you're still by my side But you calm me down yeah you make me feel all better I know all she wants to do is save my soul But I'm falling apart can't hold it together And all I'm trying to do is not lose control Everybody's got issues, Everybody's got issues Don't nobody want to hear about yours Just bottle it up and let it get at you Eventually, it will swallow you whole