Therapy

I’ve been tryna keep up with myself, what a hell of a task

Mum says I’ve always spoke like I been here in the past

All the knowledge from my ancestors, prayed on all my transgressions

Kings never speak, they give orders with a hand gesture

I can show you the tekkers,

They used to listen to my calls, they used to go through my letters

But I still found a way to speak in code to my bredda,

And when it’s all said and done, I’ll be a goat to remember

I never claimed to know it all, I’m just giving my view

When you figure out your purpose, like who would’ve knew

Mum called, she said I spoke really well on the news

When I think about my past at times, it’s left me confused,

Like where was all this brightness buried when I was going hell

When the judge read out the sentence, was a nail to the head

I weren’t meant to get caught up but I fell for the bread

Guarantee I’ll turn this round is what I said in my head

Gotta keep up with myself I can’t get up

They talk that talk but couldn’t walk inside my shoes nah

On a move like what’s a brudda gotta do yeah,

Making moves like what’s a brudda gotta do yeah,

Meanwhile they were praying that I fall, I was down with my back against the wall

I had a dream that I had it all

I told myself I had to get it all

When the going gets tough you find some solace in your struggle

And the mind deteriorates when your problems start to double,

Running on the roads man was living in a bubble

That will burst really quick when they hit you with a couple

I’m just telling you this ting bruv,

Killers on the roads in jail are catting for a wing job

And your family’s gonna feel a pain they never dreamed of,

What I’m tryna say is fam don’t get yourself binged off,

I’m breaking down the ting cuz,

Plus I’m leaving footprints,

Something you can follow when you get out of the hood king,

Wanna get the gold gotta make a lot of good links,

Grabbed a couple checks here and there, that’s a good drink, don’t care what the hood thinks

I realised my destiny, long life and good will for people that were there for me

Medallion round my neck, got the haters wishing death on me

Told a young boy, you want advice, you can send for me

You know the vibes though

Gotta keep up with myself I can’t get up

They talk that talk but couldn’t walk inside my shoes nah

On a move like what’s a brudda gotta do yeah,

Making moves like what’s a brudda gotta do yeah,

Meanwhile they were praying that I fall, I was down with my back against the wall

I had a dream that I had it all

I told myself I had to get it all