Therapy (Intro)

04 03, 1992
Born in Brookdale around 130 or two
I was the new baby, so grandma called me new
The next biggest thing out of Brooklyn
Who would have knew
Since the youngin I was going in
I ain’t even know it then
It was therapy because I was rapping shit I’m holding in
My mama paid for all the studios that I was going in
She said, this what you want?
Record a couple and we’ll go again
Before that, they got me a karaoke for Christmas
Never wrote her a wish list
It was a mother’s instincts
I was a little different
Always needed my distance and I was never a princess
I was always the misfit
Little tomboy, well known in the neighborhood
And only girl on a football team, cause I played it good
Been confident since a shorty, if I could do it, I would
Trying to be successful in anything that I could
Living in VA kind of taught me a little patience
I’ll forever be grateful for that part I was raised in
Gave me a little structuring for that dream I was chasing
I moved back to Brooklyn and painted a demonstration

Then I lost the love of my life in the same year
Really went from loving my life to, I hate it here
Obituary in my hand
Like, why is his name here?
Looking in the casket, like, why is he laying there
Man?

I knew my life would never be the same again
Because what I know he’ll do for me
I had to do the same for him
I give up anything I ever had in exchange for him
I used to question God and it were times that I was blaming him

You know you watching over me, but damn, I really need you here
And what made it worse is that this happened in my senior year
I couldn’t even concentrate
I ain’t even see it clear
Walking out of therapy cause I ain’t wanna be in there

Class of 2010 graduated out of sheep’s head
As soon as I hit the streets as soon as the streets fled
I became a lion and I was coming for the sheep’s head
My mama wasn’t working off the rip
I knew I needed bread

Always been the leader in the lead
You gotta be ahead
Caught up in that darkness
It’s hard to even see ahead
I wanted to see green, but my demons got me seeing red
Quit my “9-to-5” and said, “Fuck it! I’m selling weed instead,”
then I became a
Demon
The Henny start the creeping
I was never home because I was more in the streets
The 1st time I ever got booked was 2013-ish
I did some other shit, but I’d rather keep it a secret. Fast forward
Got about them streets. I had to make away
In the studio, the only way to take the paint away
If I ain’t wanna die, go to jail
I had to stay away
Had to make a sacrifice
That’s why I’m Young M.A today

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