Talk To A Therapist

Maybe I should talk to a therapist

Tell them all the things that I'm afraid to say

I keep it bottled up leave it where it is

Until it comes out in a major way

Fuck talking to a fucking therapist

I'm a say what the fuck I want to say

Sipping off the bottle

For the thrill of it

Until I go out in a major way

Too hard to fit in

Made the zipper break

Like constellations

Trying to find some space

Never light enough

My weight or my shade

Never brown enough

Like a louis bag fake

In counterfeit fashions

Acting in methods

Distracted by passion

Sewing on labels and patches

Dressing like Caesar to

To make up for what I was lacking

Look I played the field

And video games

Still trying to heal

From trauma and pain

The shit ain't a game

Shit ain't a game

Nah the shit ain't a game

I have escaped

I'm out of my brain

I'm into the game

But still it's the same

The shit ain't a game

Maybe I should talk to a therapist

Tell them all the things that I'm afraid to say

I keep it bottled up leave it where it is

Until it comes out in a major way

Fuck talking to a fucking therapist

I'm a say what the fuck I want to say

Sipping off the bottle

For the thrill of it

Until I go out in a major way

Parents divorced

They went their own way

Pops in the bottle

Then into his grave

C-Lo encaged

Jaquito estranged

Left to my own devices shit

That became my own strength

Chiefin' the dank

Reach for the drank

Sank all my worries

And eased all my pains

Feeling ashamed

Sled in the snow

Like I'm Citizen Kane

I made mistakes

But they were mine to make

I guess it took a few times

To see what is really at stake

What's really at stake

What's really at stake

The future is paved

By what we create

Decisions we make

Determine our fate

That's really at stake

Maybe I should talk to a therapist

Tell them all the things that I'm afraid to say

I keep it bottled up leave it where it is

Until it comes out in a major way

Fuck talking to a fucking therapist

I'm a say what the fuck I want to say

Sipping off the bottle

For the thrill of it

Until I go out in a major way

The weight of the world

Would slow down my pace

I always felt like

I was running in place

The pussy it came

But I led them astray

I never chased whatever the case

I erased then replaced

Then I met my match

Instantly attached

Flame in a mirror

That's an equal match

Burning into ash

Glass of small batch

Catching feelings fast

Then we got married

Honeymoon in the sand

She want the house and the kids

Baby I hope that we can

I hope that we can

Really hope that we can

Dammit I know that we can

If we keep trying and

Stick to the plan

We go hand in hand

I know that we can

Maybe I should talk to a therapist

Tell them all the things that I'm afraid to say

I keep it bottled up leave it where it is

Until it comes out in a major way

Fuck talking to a fucking therapist

I'm a say what the fuck I want to say

Sipping off the bottle

For the thrill of it

Until I go out in a major way

She say when I talk

It's in capital letters

I said what the fuck

Baby you ain't no better

Never satisfied

Purple mascara

Hear the doves cry

Now it's purple rain

Puffin purple strains

Eyes red but the sky purple stained

Back on my bullshit

You know that I would

Tired of my bullshit

Saying I'm no good

Maybe I'm bad (maybe I'm bad)

Or crazy or sad (crazy or sad)

Swoopin' and Swervin'

Sippin' and dippin' and

Dodging the badge