Therapy Video (MV)

"Tell me what's your mind"
Let me listen
To get the juices flowing I need a couple minutes
"Take your time"
Creative block but
'Bout my business
You on't deserve to see my smile
That's why the windows tinted
"Understandable"
Everyone authentic
Until you get some dead presidents to visit
Do you get the premise?
In terms of how I'm feeling I've got no limits
See past the gimmicks
That's a f*cking ai generated image
"I actually made that myself"
Dawg are you serious?
I mean
I like real life
I like to feel high
I like to theorize
I like the blue skies
Don't like the fake lights
Don't like the low times
"Well who does"
Don't like the advice
Don't like the gray skies
I feel tongue tied in this web of a timeline
You could try but you won't find it what's that?
Peace of mind
So many things to say but too scared to speak your mind
Fear of being scrutinized like Christ they crucified
But now I've realized it's more of a do or die
You could live in the shadows your whole life
Or you could shine
All these paranoid visions and worries they not inclined
To give a f*ck about how I'm feeling or if my drive
Is at the best it could be if I am destined to climb
The mountain of dreams millions of children fall behind
In a paradox get shot down revealing lies
"Okay I think I see where you're coming from"
JFK shit
"What?"
MLK shit
"You're stepping over the line a bit"
All these sanctions
They peer in through blue faces
My bad I should be basic
And make some radio hits
It's not in...
"Nobody is forcing you to do anything"
My best interest
Cash is not my business
It's all a scam
I'm paranoid my whole life never had shit
And the little bit I did I cherished it like my kid
As I got older realize days not infinite
So materialistic paying for existence
For instance I can see the light shifted
"What does that mean?"
Defenses left unguarded, let in the carcinogens
I hear we don't live again, blissful ignorance
"You're correct about that"
And ask me how I'm doing I'd say uh magnificent
But really tripping 'bout some shit that I can't fix with scribbles, it's a
Mindf*ck, how high? I been stuck you say don't I jump, still alive God's lucky one
On the track I'm dribbling why do I feel how I feel it's my life feel like am I not living it?
Never give up like no way I could live with this
At the bottom can't trust no one so at the top they say got 'em
When a new face show up hollering 'bout a dollar
No pfp, no tv just blank hoodies and my energy wake up gather up my chi then I'm out the door
It's a new day so can't wait to see
What the world has for me
"I appreciate you putting your thoughts out on the table like that"
"Now we can work through it and find out where to go next"
That's the real shit
There's no editing
"Well be honest"
It's the real shit
It's no editing
That's Jesmo
"Jesmo"
On the Nintendo
Coming through your extendo
I don't know these crescendos
Give it to me, I don't know the..
"Well you're getting a little out of hand and I think you may have overstayed your welcome"
*Ineligible*
"You're not even speaking english anymore"