The Black L.A.B - Therapy

I might need some therapy
After this, find a ditch and bury me
I don't mind but my mind is kinda scaring me
Getting tired and I'm so sick of everything
Pitting my hopes on us and entropy
If we can unravel the pattens of our energy
And look inside all the trouble that we entering
Wish suicide was a friend and not my enemy (Yah)
Everybody wanna be the man
Everybody wanna get bands
Working in a kitchen when it's slammed
Working every day to get a van just to go ham on a whole land
When I can't I don't panic
Depending on the mood I'm in
I'm so manic
Got tantric bliss
Kill em with a planted kiss
Grow a buncha cannabis widdit
Get pitted
My bitch big titted
Loosen me up when I get rigid
In a minute I'ma say come and get it
Never no trouble with commitment
That's so rare
Oh my god
I don't wanna lose this after all
I don't wanna do this after all
After all
I think I might need some therapy
After this, find a ditch and bury me
I don't mind but my mind is kinda scaring me
Getting tired and I'm so sick of everything
Pitting my hopes on us and entropy
If we can unravel the pattens of our energy
And look inside all the trouble that we entering
Wish suicide was a friend and not my enemy
Ain't nobody wanna hand bro a hand
When he can't stand on his own two hams anymore
Can't nobody give a damn whether I am with a plan
To get down with the blam of a gun
If I disappear, it's a wrap, I ain't lookin' back
Should be cookin' but I could be whack
Self Doubt? I'm well endowed
Sell out? I'm never down for the count
Making my beats and I'm running from the beast of my consciousness
I got this shit
Yeah I gotta stop the nonsense keeping all my confidence from knockin'
I'm buried in my content
Content with the process of mixin' these hits
I been at it for the past 7, 8 years
I don't wanna fuck around and call it quits yet
I need therapy
After this, find a ditch and bury me
I don't mind but my mind is kinda scaring me
Getting tired and I'm so sick of everything
Pitting my hopes on us and entropy
If we can unravel the pattens of our energy
And look inside all the trouble that we entering
Wish suicide was a friend and not my enemy
Everyone need therapy
Music is my own
But will it carry me?
My youth was damaged so carefully
I remember every single everything
Some memories are better than the rest I think
Either it's me or this a recipe
For the best and I wish you all a goodnight
Today I've died seven times in my psyche
But I know that I'm fine
At least for a while until I can shut my eyes
Until then Im'a help myself
Keep my hand on the prize
I need therapy
After this, find a ditch and bury me
I don't mind but my mind is kinda scaring me
Sick and tired of fuckin' everything
I just might give up my legacy
If I can't unravel the pattens of my energy
And look inside all the trouble that I'm entering
Wish suicide was a friend and not my enemy
(Whoa)
(Yah)

Written by:
CAROLINE JEAN WILLIAMS, DIANE ELAINE WHITE, LLOYD FITZGERALD BROWN

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