Verbal Therapy

Every word I write takes some weight off my chest
And every time I fall makes me greater I guess
But I still feel depressed and anxious and stressed
I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute
In the maze of my mind I can't find an escape
But some days I am fine and it feels so great
And I hate that I feel worthless as a wordsmith
Yet I'm still cursed with writing these verses
Hoping you'll purchase follow and subscribe
Open your curtains and listen to my life
This is my time yeah it's written in the sky
Yeah it's written in the stars cos lyrics never die
I'm imprisoned by these bars under lock and key
But I'm the one with the scar I'm the prophecy

The lyrics I write are my verbal therapy
And the bongs I light are my herbal remedy
But this earth will never be a perfect territory
Stop your search for serenity reserve your energy
The lyrics I write are my verbal therapy
And the bongs I light are my herbal remedy
But this earth will never be a perfect territory
Stop your search for serenity reserve your energy

I've loved and I've lost made friends and found enemies
I'm aiming for perfection and gaining it steadily
I'm still smoking weed so heavily I'm heavenly
I'll probably still smoke and rhyme when I'm seventy
Tried and I've failed but I'll try till I die
Every mistake I make makes me a better guy
The failures from my past I've now set aside
They're just opportunities for me to get it right
I've kept my head down to boost my bars and beats
I've stopped roaming towns boosting cars on streets
Selling SatNav's for weed cos I felt incomplete
With no friends or family aspirations or dreams
Fired from my job cos I started taking E's
So instead I used a pen to escape reality
Scribbling down my feelings and the way that I see
This fucked up world excuse the profanity
Take a look in my mind at the maze of depression
It's mainly aggression a crazy perception
That's making me question if fames a profession
Or daydreamed obsession a phase of expression
Each day's a new lesson that can change the direction
The aims and projections so I aim for perfection
When I'm writing or rhyming I find it enlightening
Never silent or violent I'm striking like lightning

The lyrics I write are my verbal therapy
And the bongs I light are my herbal remedy
But this earth will never be a perfect territory
Stop your search for serenity reserve your energy
The lyrics I write are my verbal therapy
And the bongs I light are my herbal remedy
But this earth will never be a perfect territory
Stop your search for serenity reserve your energy

I'm tryna sort my life and my head out
So why do I feel so depressed now
I'm bed bound and my head pounds
Every time I hear intense sounds
But I'm tryna produce and reduce doubt
From the haters that don't know shit about
The distance I've come and the hurdles I've jumped
Got over the beatings from my mum
I got over the disappearance of my dad
There's a couple of periods that I'm glad
I managed to get through and get past
I'm happier now the thought of deaths past
I took my step dads death hard
I was a mess with a messed heart
Then I moved from my mums aged sixteen
I'm twenty five now just chasing my dreams

The lyrics I write are my verbal therapy
And the bongs I light are my herbal remedy
But this earth will never be a perfect territory
Stop your search for serenity reserve your energy
The lyrics I write are my verbal therapy
And the bongs I light are my herbal remedy
But this earth will never be a perfect territory
Stop your search for serenity reserve your energy