Ghetto Therapy

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Kay Nellz

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Yea
I remember bein' a youngin
And dancin' cuz daddy comin'
In the house, from workin' for days to make somethin' from nothin
And watchin' my brothers hustlin' and duckin' police
Struggles that comes with the streets
Trauma? That's nothin to me
Move along nothing to see
Just another junkie noddin' from product
My brother sold him, he copped it
Then loaded his needle and shot it
He loaded heaters and shot it
At his opps, cuz they all had problems
That no one knows how it started
But f*ck it, all of us mobbin'
The many preyed on the few
In church on Sundays my mama had plenty prayers she spew
Then speak in tongues in the pew
Now I speak in tongues in the booth
My callin' was to the pulpit but I witnessed bullshit ensue
My convictions wouldn't let me do
If only she knew, the God
That she believed in her heart
Was the product of propaganda created to do us harm
And the charm of the serpent, Massa's interpretations
Turn rappers interpolations
Ancestors cry from the belly of pain
They piss on us without the courtesy of tellin' it's rain
Yo ancestors told us get over it, yo descendants tell us the same
It's like to hell with this game, yall can play if you choose
But just remember when you start winnin' they start changin' the rules
And I'm like f*ck it feelin' rogue now
I tap the bottle and they tellin me to slow down
I self medicate this pain is all I know now
I share these tears, I got enough of them to go around
Every time I go around
Karma catchin' up to me
Weight of the world on my shoulders I just let it be
Wait on the world? Never, soldiers got a legacy
And never mind these, never mind, we gotta let em see
This that ghetto therapy
My daddy never loved me
And the only men that gave me attention
Instant gratification on days I felt ugly
My mama had me so young then my brothers came shortly after
I grew, soaked what I knew, with no knowledge of what truly matters
Disaster would strike
In the form of a casual night
It's not until your walls cave you feel what a casket is like
The horrors of having to fight with your hands tied
I consented with love, only for you to let your man slide
This landslide of emotions consumes the best of me
And damn I, lost focus on what was left of me
And the rest of me turns to drugs, weed, drink, and ecstasy
To numb this pain
I resort to grandmama's recipe
And it explains
Take half a cup of survival
2 cups of prayer and hope
Then add one little mustard seed of faith and let it soak
A tablespoon of meditation, a cup of laughter and jokes
Mix it all up in a bowl until it matters no mo'
And it happens to go momentarily
Then I'm faced with this world with no one to care for me
Stare in the eyes of my baby girl is where I find my clarity
Then my vision blurred cuz this liquor is where I find parody
Apparently
If I close my eyes while he's on top of me
For a moment it's like the man of my dreams desires me
I mean feelin' wanted even when nothing's inside of me
A glimpse of being visible to a blind society
For now I suffer silently
And I don't want pity I want a man to love me a ride for me
To protect me always cherish and die for me
To be drunk in love, while fightin' sobriety
Jottin' empty promises in this diary
Now I'm feelin'
F*ck it feelin' rogue now
I tap the bottle and they tellin me to slow down
I self medicate this pain is all I know now
I share these tears, I got enough of them to go around
Every time I go around
Karma catchin' up to me
Weight of the world on my shoulders I just let it be
Wait on the world? Never, soldiers got a legacy
And never mind these, never mind, we gotta let em see
This that ghetto therapy

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