My Counseling Session Lyrics

They say that music is a channel into every person's soul
It is a key to mine
I take the things that happen in my life and I channel them into my music
If I didn't have this music-
Who needs therapy when you have music?
This is my counseling session...

[Verse 1]
Woke up to a buzzin' on my phone
Maybe it was her or maybe it's someone who wanna come and smoke
I be (?) mush a nigga missin' faded
Reminiscin' how we always kissin'
(?)
When I think about the kids and I kiss 'em on the lips
Should I go and tell 'em about the type of shit you did
Now I'm trippin'-- Maybe I am not
Cause I really feel like you could stab me in the ribs
I ain't kiddin' I can't think of half of this shit
Always thinkin' bout my kids beause somebody gotta do it
But you would rather be up in ya favorite club
Niggas sign ya titties, feelin' pretty with a bottle of the fluid
That's a shame, do you even know their birthdays?
Or how my son did the spellin' bee and took the first place?
Remember how you left 'em in the house all by they selves so you could go and get some dick
This type of shit is just the worst man
Damn, that's the reason that the weather's gettin' colder
They growin' up and when I get a little older
I keep up with ya steady givin' you the shoulder
You live up in the club, I thought a nigga told ya
I would hit you up in case you wanna hold on havin' sex
Then wonder why the fuck I move a different bitch up in the house
But shit I thought I had the one until you find out from me
(?) every bitch up and ya stuff a dick up in ya mouth
Now I gotta hit the fuckin' road and
Know that you turned into a ho and I
Every time I leave a door open
Bitches always fuck it up so all you can just go and die
Does it really motherfuckin' matter?
People always tell me, "Homie it is what it is."
But any which a way I go, I make sure all my (?)
The reason that I live, I do it for my kids

[Hook: Khadija Lopez]