Kinta - Welcome Home Ken Lyrics

Getting out of therapy I thought things would be great
But I went through so much pain and niggas just can't relate (They can't)
But at this point pain is the only thing that I face (Yah)
And I want it to end now so I pick up the pace
But when they showed love I should've known it was fake
All these people talk good but I know that they snake
I mean I used to know, used to know what they was (I did)
I didn't see it back in August I was caught up in the buzz
First day out the hospital what else could I think
That niggas still hate me when I'm about to be extinct?
But it's funny people bring memories I can't remember
And when I can't recall my anger sparks like an ember
But when I do I get sick of Deja vu like September
When I was back in the classroom I almost died in
All the memories flooding of all the other kids faces
Facing my fear that this shit is not a dream (It ain't)
"I just wanna wake up" I would say in therapy
Doctors and therapist did their best to calm me
Couldn't control my emotions like I wasn't the creator
The day before senior year I thought shit would be greater (I did)
I went to sleep August ninth and woke up two weeks later
In a hospital bed (what?), in a dream state
Mom told me to relax doc was coming in at eight
Of course I thought it was a dream I didn't even know the date (I didn't)
Let alone 2 weeks ago I was at heavens gate
But anyways no, shit doesn't get better
I thought I was going back to school with all my niggas
Where we be acting a fool but also focusing on figures (Yah)
I couldn't come back I was gone for about a month
My anger really intact I was so f*cking done
I couldn't fight back the sadness it already won
Like why I gotta do virtual school at home
Only having one class to see all my friends
Will this disease having nightmare ever f*cking end
It was already bad enough I had shit on my platter
But all my niggas was fighting over shit that didn't matter
But whatever, them niggas can't fight anyway
But they all still my niggas until this day (They are)
And they know I always talk shit I don't mean what I say
I'm just a sad mess who pushes through all the messes (I am)
I did the online school on time, with a little stressing
I was sad the whole semester people were calling me a blessing (I don't know why)
I call myself the tragedy but people think I'm tripping
I ain't get much recognition from my school but I'm not surprised (I ain't)
D said they kept my story low key when I almost died
You wouldn't want to see me in Nemours and all the nights I cried
You wouldn't want to see me in radiation when I was getting fried
Let alone in school to say you missed me even though you lied