My Counseling Session
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They say that music is a channel to every person's soul
It is a key to mine
I take the things that happen in my
Life and I channel them into my music
If I didn't have this music
Who needs therapy when you have music?
This is my counseling session
Woke up to a buzzin' in my phone
Maybe it was her or maybe it's someone that wanna come and smoke
Obviously I'm wishing, nigga missin', faded, reminiscin'
Now we always dissin', I can only rock the boat
And when I think about the kids and I kiss 'em on the lips
I'm like, "Should I go and tell 'em 'bout the type of shit you did?"
Nah, I'm trippin'
Maybe at the time because it really feel
Like you got up and stabbed me in the ribs
I ain't kiddin', I can't even think of half of this shit
Always thinkin' 'bout my kid because somebody gotta do it
You would rather be up in your favorite club
Lickin', suckin' titties, feelin' pretty with a body with the fluid
That's a shame
Do you even know they birthdays
Or how my son get to spellin' me into the first place
'Member how you left him in the house all by his self
So you can go and get some dick, that
Type of shit is just the worst, man
Damn, that's the reason that the weather's getting colder
They gon' remember when they get a little older
I keep up with you, steady givin' you the shoulder
You live up in the club, I thought a nigga told you
I will hit you, wanna touch you, wanna hold you
Havin' sex and wonder why the fuck I'm
Moving different bitch up in the house
Well shit, I thought I had the one until you found out from example
Every bitch is being sour, take a dick up in her mouth
Now I gotta fuckin' hit the road and
Knowin' that you turn into a ho' when I-
Every time I leave a door open
Bitches always fuck it up so why you can't just go and die?
Does it really motherfuckin' matter?
People always tell me, "Homie, it is what it is"
But at least which-a-way it go I make sure I'm available
Whenever they don't hear me, they the reason that I live
I do it for my kids
Oh, and I don't even know how I got with you
I must admit too much, I was on the road
You know how it go
How it go
What else do you want me to say?
Oh, I can admit my mistakes
'Cause then I get inspired, I'm studio wired
I'm letting you go, every take never tight
For music I pray so I'll pay
Woke up to a buzzin' in my phone
Hope it is my daughter 'cause we really haven't spoke up in a while
She think I do forget her but I never do
But even though we ain't together you was still my very first child
Now you probably feelin' like your daddy left you
I sacrificed it all so I could make it in the game
I got a little bigger and I made a little money
But the feelin' that you have for me will never be the same
And I know it
Knowin' that it's feelin' like I blew it
Maybe that's the reason I be pickin' up the fluid
I don't even feel like I should live
I done had so many people in my face yellin', "Twist it, don't do it"
This the real me
I give a damn if you don't feel me
It's not like you gon' come up in the booth and kill me
Never really had them with the pills
And I know you told me that you never
Feel me but I bet you that you will be
Raised in the belly of the beast
Slept with the homeless in the street
Nobody really know what I been through
I was always pushin' with no shoes up on my feet
Did it by myself, nobody helped me outta me
If you a real true homie you could do it too so why you mad?
I was always badmouthing people when I meet 'em
Never smile when I greet 'em 'cause I grew up in the bad
I ain't trippin' though
Putting back the pieces of my life together
Wish I had a girl but shit, I always am alone
You would think 'cause I been killin' with the record and the tours
That I got her on a horse, steady blowin' up my phone
So I reach up in the music for the answer
I don't need to bother any more when I be stressin'
I just need to soundproof booth so I can dig into the truth
And hopefully I teach the lost music lesson
My counseling session
Oh, and I don't even know how I got with you
I must admit too much, I was on the road
You know how it go
How it go
What else do you want me to say?
Oh, I can admit my mistakes
'Cause then I get inspired, I'm studio wired
I'm letting you go, every take never tight
For music I pray so I'll pay
And that's real
I didn't choose this path I'm on
This path chose me
I'm just walking this motherfucker tryna find out where it lead me to
Yeah
Oh, and oh
And I been through it all to get here
I've walked through the fire
And I'm still here
I done been through the worst in this world
I done been through the worst pain
Stabbed in the back by the most trusted people
And oh
And oh