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Therapy
Hip-Hop/Rap
Therapy was released on September 26, 2025 by Hyphy Music as a part of the album Therapy - Single
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Release DateSeptember 26, 2025
LabelHyphy Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rosemarie Ann Rodriguez AKA Killarosa
Rosemarie Ann Rodriguez AKA Killarosa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danelly Alexandra Hoyer
Danelly Alexandra Hoyer
Composer
Abdiel Rolando Cohalla
Abdiel Rolando Cohalla
Composer
Rosemarie Ann Rodriguez AKA Killarosa
Rosemarie Ann Rodriguez AKA Killarosa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hyphy Music
Hyphy Music
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, I left the key under the mat
I packed up me and the baby, I'm done
I can't keep living like this
This emotional rollercoaster is, is unhealthy for me and my mental health
I'm sorry, we could talk another day about split custody, but
I'm gone
Now I know
I wasn't ready for this fucked up show
It felt so good when you gave me the world
It took a while for the curtains to fall
And this is how the story goes
Yeah, therapy
Why you always say I need therapy?
Maybe you should go get some clarity
Maybe we should go and get some therapy
Be a better you or be a better me
Let's talk about the truth or was it meant to be?
I was in love with you, not in love with me
You the wrong note to my melody
Oh, therapy
I don't know how I'm feeling, I need therapy
Can you fix this feeling, baby, with some therapy?
I need to start peeling, I need to start healing with some therapy
Oh, therapy
I got two jobs and that mattress money
Giving to myself, the shit I always wanted
I'm my own fucking boss, bitch, I'm not your bunny
My mama always raised me to be somebody
So let's roll one up for my real ones
And talk about the ones who ain't real ones
Let's talk about the struggles of a single mom
I'm a bad fucking bitch, always been one
Hustle me that weed, catch me rolling in the V
This pussy wet like this beat, you a real bad bitch
You a real one, twerk that shit, then I'll throw ones
You a real bad bitch, bust a messy shot
Ya no llore, me fui un cabrón
You a real bad bitch, you a real one
Twerk that shit, then I'll throw ones
And after I get some therapy
I hope you can see I'm a better me
And although I don't need you
I can forgive but I'll never forget what you did to me
My son's number one, he my everything
I put that on God, he still blessing me
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
Bitch, look up when addressing me
I'm your superior, this shit sad
You need a miracle, why so mad?
You sounding hysterical, I'm so glad
I'm over you 'cause I was miserable
And don't think for a second I'm missing you
The reality is that I pity you
I might need therapy, but you need something else
Oh, therapy
I don't know how I'm dealing, I need therapy
Can you fix this feeling, baby, with some therapy?
I need to start peeling, I need to start healing with some therapy
Oh, therapy
Yeah, I'ma get some help though
Maybe next year
Ha, nah, I'm joking
Yeah
Written by: Abdiel Rolando Cohalla, Danelly Alexandra Hoyer, Rosemarie Ann Rodriguez AKA Killarosa
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