Drowning

I feel like I'm underwater Gasping for air Want to float to the top But the tops never there Lungs filling up Like they gonna bust Sinking to the bottom Shouldn't this blunt turn me up Water infected Seeps into my skin Is this how it feels To be drowning in sin Like Novocaine I can't feel a damn thang Should be locked away For some thangs that I think I can be pretty in pink Like a Ringwald But no Breakfast Club to speak of And that's just the facts of life Different Strokes For different folks And I always seem to be provoked My dreams end with me being choked Is the dark side coming out It's like Vaders at my throat I'm double-sided like Darth Maul's sword The walls I bring up Are taller then Pink Floyds Mental blocks Make traffic stop Like oxicot Make brains a rot Never bring a lot Just stuff to jot Down memories That will leave a blot On my Psyche I'm high key Not alrighty But besides that I rap So I don't end up On someone's doormat Like a feral cat