I struggle with my addiction, I aint perfectRealize that its bringing me closer to my grave So maybe its worth itThe more codeine I drinkThe more Im not awakeIm like a prisoner And syrup is the way I escapeBut the message is to the kidsDo as I say, and not as I doCause there could be a brighter future for youBut as for me; all I know is drama, all I know is pain27 and I dont know how to smile and thats a shameI came and I used 77, the first oneBy age 10 or 11 fool blown smokin bluntsCause weed was what I needed to evade and escapeBut reality went in and smacked me dead in my face Now that Im gone, I got no more cheeks to turnSo I ask myself, man is life worth living should I blast myself?
Posted on: Mon, 24 Mar 2014 20:52:11 +0000