Therapy Low

[intro]
No father figures no pot to piss in

No father figures no one to mimic

[verse]
No father figures no one to mimic
No rich family members no pot to piss in
Snap out of it and just take ur pick
It’s all up to u to go find ur lick
Born and raised in the jozi skreets
Young Louwkey hailing from the east
Got a whole village i gotta feed
My dawgs hungry they gotta eat
They gotta feast. S’y i’m up i don’t get to sleep
I’m from where peace. Ain’t none but a chicken wing
No amount of money can silence me… can’t comfort me, being out of pocket is in my genes
Young visionary like Master P
No limit to where i can take the beat
My work ethic on busy b
Street etiquette is on Eazy E
U never quite know what venom is
‘till u get snaked on by ur frenemies
I got trust issues i must admit
I’m hard to please and easy to miss