When I was a teenager I didn’t have the option of getting therapy, so I got Tupac. We still have lyrics.

Whatever it take for any of y’all ” to get up out the hood
Shit, I’m wit’ ya, I ain’t mad at cha
I know you’re fed up, ladies, but keep ya head up
No matter what we face
We must face the moment of truth baby
Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time
In the blink of a eye, his whole life changed
She looks better than Beyonce, Alicia Keys, Halle Berry, Miss Jolie
Where’s she from? No I.D.
I don’t do black music, I don’t do white music
I do everyday life music
Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright
But if God got us, then we gon’ be alright
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A
They just think I want the money
Why? When I can’t take it with me
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright as the sun, I wanna have some fun
We gonna rock it ’til the wheels fall off
Hold up, hey
One, two, three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Aw shit! Here comes the muthafuckin’ cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin’ in front of
Called the police on me when I was just tryin’ to make some money to feed my daughter (it’s all good)
I’m like the radical one
No more standin’ along the side walls
Now I’ve got myself together, baby
More than a woman
‘Cause I’m inna di vibe and I got my dough
But got it just don’t get it when there’s nothin’ at all
We get together
It’s your birthday
We gon’ party like it’s yo birthday
If I work hard at it
I’ll be where I wanna be
Shorty got down low said, come and get me
(Yeah!) Yeah!
I need a soldier
That ain’t scared to stand up for me
I put on for my city
Get that dirt off your shoulder
Out in the streets, they call it murder
I don’t need the G’s or the car keys
Boy, I like you just the way you are
Everywhere that I’ve been the only thing I see is
Is beautiful people, beautiful people
I’m on the pursuit of happiness, and I know
Everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold, hey

Na-na-na, diva is a female version of a hustla, of a hustla, of a, of a hustla
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
Brrr dum dum dum, dum da da da da dum
3, 6, 9, stand real fine
I’m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX nigga, ya heard? Gunna
eah, and every day I wake up celebratin’ shit
Why? โ€˜Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy b
Watch your step kid
I get what you get in ten years, in two days
We just wanna party
Party just for you
Sorry, I ain’t sorry
Hey! I’ma keep running
‘Cause a winner don’t quit on themselves

music has & always will be my therapy

Music has always been, will always be a form of therapy for me.

For the world.