Fentanyl

I wake up at an early 2:30 it's time to face the day Plot and scheme and hustle and pawn, anything to make the sick go away Within 2 hours I have 100 bucks Don't ask me how I just made 17 phone calls now I'm on the prowl My boy calls back and says to go behind the Daily Mart And not to look at the face of the devil when they pull up and park In the bright of day I make the exchange, can't get home fast enough I take a different way, everyday, to avoid those handcuffs Dump it out Mix it up Light it Suck it up Stick it in Pull it back Push it in I'm immortal I come to 'Who the f*ck are you?' I'm in a little room With 2 men in white suits I open the door They say 'just wait!' I walk away real fast 'Cause I can't think straight I wake up at an early 4:30 it's time to face the day No regard for the night before, anything to make the sick go away Within a half hour I have 50 dollars that I fuckin' stole I hope they'll take 50 bucks to get me outta this hole My boy says he'll do it but I only get 2 He's tired of doin' favors and it will have to do I make the trade, quick and clean, to avoid incarceration A few more minutes to relief and sweet sweet salvation Dump it out Mix it up Light it Suck it up Stick it in Pull it back Push it in I'm immortal I come to 'Why's this line so long?' 'Why are you crying?' Mom what's wrong?' Hand in hand Loved ones stand around Me in a box In a fuckin' hole in the ground