Antonio the Great - Therapy Lyrics

Never thought I would be willing to spill my heart to the masses
Really wanted to go to college but never thought it could happen
My parents probably could have helped I never bothered to ask them
My mother was working double time
My father was trapping
Coined myself Antonio the great in class and they started laughing
That's why I'm smiling looking at all these things I'm autographing (damn)
I call it therapy you call it rapping
But it was never much like a calling shit it was much more like a call to action

Take the drive mix in a little bit of confidence and common sense
Maybe a peace of mind from an optimist
Top it all off with competence
Garnish it with some help
Don't forget to acknowledge it
Compliments of the chef
You should spread love and mix it all with the rest
And just let the haters simmer yeah that part is the best
Recipe for success
Always stay true to yourself that's the last step
Now dish it out until you take your last breath

All my east side people throw it up
And all my west side people show me love
If you tired of all the struggle
Tired of all the pain
You trying to make a difference
Trying to make a change
All my southside people throw it up
And all my Midwest people show me love
If you tired of all the struggle
Tired of all the pain
You trying to make a difference
Trying to make a change

So tired of all this stressing
And believe me I respect your suggestions but it seems like all I ever do is try to suppress the depression time for progression
No matter your preference you can expect some aggression
And I don't mean Smith and Wesson when I say I'm prepping my weapon,
Flexing my mind injecting these rhymes carefully
You're entertainment doubles as my therapy
No opinions all facts, can't spell therapy without the rap
And you keep rapping about the trap that's why you f*cking trapped

And now you mad, that's what I call finicky
Transformation of matter trust me it's all chemistry
Stumbled upon this ether that's what I call victory
Mixed it with raw energy spitting at all enemies
Even if it's practice gotta stay sharp
Cause it ain't no time to stall
These pawns want to see me fall
Like it or not That's not your call
90 on the highway in an 18-wheeler on ice
And the tires are balled bitch I ain't stopping at all

All my east side people throw it up
And all my west side people show me love
If you tired of all the struggle
Tired of all the pain
You trying to make a difference
Trying to make a change
All my southside people throw it up
And all my Midwest people show me love
If you tired of all the struggle
Tired of all the pain
You trying to make a difference
Trying to make a change

Didn't you notice how focused my f*cking flow is, it's poetry
Leaving MC's froze, there ain't no one as cold as me
Probably think not but unknowingly you've been scoping the potency dipping your toes in this ocean of mixed emotion and dopamine notably overdosing
Let's take a trip to my heart
This road is twisted so maybe you can envision my scars
My only wish is getting my dick to quickly fit in this bar
Just a gift for these critics picking my lyrics apart
Now take a trip to my mind and try to rock with my consciousness
Go ahead, make yourself at home because I'm probably out of it
I'm probably online taking shots at my confidence
One negative response will wash away all the compliments
Y'all trying to be the villain, dying to make a killing
I'm Trying to make a living, Rhyming to make a difference
Don't you get it yet, music saves lives
I should know, because it saved mine
Keep your head up, it takes time

All my east side people throw it up
And all my west side people show me love
If you tired of all the struggle
Tired of all the pain
You trying to make a difference
Trying to make a change
All my southside people throw it up
And all my Midwest people show me love
If you tired of all the struggle
Tired of all the pain
You trying to make a difference
Trying to make a change