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Kamaiyah

Therapy

 

Therapy

(album: Before I Wake - 2017)


No parenting
Going crazy think I need therapy
Who gon' really love me and be there for me?
When it comes to money they don't care for me
Apparently

I need clarity
Moments that I should I'm not cherishing
Lost my brother that's just [?]
Last of the real I'm the rarest breed
The rarest breed

This world's scaring me
And one woman [?]
Lost my brother feel like [?]
But honestly I feel like he's preparing me
Preparing me

For legacies
That I leave behind if I inherit it
In these niggas eyes I see the jealousy
Cause they see I'm here for longevity
Prepared to leave

I know that my mind's so gone
Lost a lot of shit so now I'm icy cold
Love a lot of shit but I don't like these hoes
Fuck me over once can never right these wrongs
So many things have come and broken me down
But I smile through it all, my mouth's never [?]
Ain't taking my smile

No parenting
Going crazy think I need therapy
Who gon' really love me and be there for me?
When it comes to money they don't care for me
Apparently

I need clarity
Moments that I should I'm not cherishing
Lost my brother that's just [?]
Last of the real I'm the rarest breed
The rarest breed

Fatherless child, no father
Wonder how he feels he has a bossed up daughter
4.0 grade average, was a scholar
Could have been a lawyer, teacher or a doctor
Was a baller, but I stopped hooping
Mom's never came to my games I felt stupid
I used to dance, was in love with the music
That was my real dream, told myself I had to do it
Follow my heart, put my all in my art
Became the best me, my life's falling apart
I lost my brother, lost part of my heart
One year in the game tell me is it my star?
Depressed as hell, stressed as hell
Lost a lot of friends, they're oppressed as hell
Why they all keep dogging me?
When they all know [?]

Fatto

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