Logic, Russ - Therapy Music

Yeah
My anxiety was takin' over (Yeah)
Remove the devil and my faith go fill its slot like it's Amendola (Come on)
I finally made it to the field of my dreams, and I let ghost play around in my head like I'm Ray Liotta (Damn)
A Yankee on and I got stripes in this game
High headed but got ice my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards it be to raps
Three hoes before I [?] and three more are bein' cracked (Facts)
That was the life that I was leadin' back before I went to therapy
And we unpacked, I wasn't really needin' that
I was needin' validation, which, I agree is whack