Drug Abuse

So many different worlds I be in All at once, it’s all just dust, I’m running out of sneezes I don’t give a f*ck, my momma told me I need Jesus My goal’s to reach a point in life where I don’t fucking need shit That’s stupid like some Teen Nick Come to Earth to get attached then learn you must one day let go This design is sick, a blade gives me a choice, I take it slow Talking to peers, but it appears I’m talking to myself Wonder if these patterns of my mind are the results of (Drug abuse) Yeah, I’ve had a few too many great times Purple drink, I sipped it from the source right out the grapevine LSD like LCD, watched every little frame collide Back up look at the big picture, listen to the paint dry Hey, off in the distance the abstract grows more dense Behind my face there’s this place I went to I forgot the coordinates Falling endlessly into a splendid, but pretend assortment Everything’s the same, to see it different, I beat up my organs I’m stubborn get it from my grandpa He wouldn’t be happy, last night ran around commando Showing off both of my damn balls Molly with some shrooms and weed A combo that creates some freedom I suppress myself so I can believe in concepts that are pretend Iam so imbalanced, leaves me looking at the moon and howlin’ More odd than Napoleon asking about a chicken’s talon Stupid cuz you gotta have fun, mother fucker stare at me Judge me, laugh hysterically Life’s better lived embarrassed, please The fucking irony The road feels smoother as I wrinkle more I’m hypnotized as I hear silence speak I was itching for some truth I thought But it turns out that really I’m a sheep Who brushed a poison ivy leaf one night while I was wide asleep Mother fuckers like to play games Simon says it’s time to bleed Summon Mo Mo in your crib, set oven to a high degree Everything that keeps me here could simply spiral down a sink (Blood) Shit I need more stimulation before I lose all my drive to breathe... again