Picasso's Plight

No Pill No Doctor Not the way we think we understand I was running I was chasing learnings of a man Confidence, empathy now I need a 100 grand How am I supposed to make it out the turbulance Do your dance, work for God, for Satan they freelance Who's the Man? From Nairobi straight to South Sudan Peter Pan make my dreams come to reality, never land All the ties severed deep and I know What it caused what it meant could I really tell? Wrote it down as we move, let the ship sail Drinking heavy day to day not the alcohol All these vices in my body I've been feeling numb Timid Naw Couldn't be I, I'm sorry girl Loved you but in truth, the demons inside Sorry that's me not being accountable Me not being quite realistic, I know it's wrong shit How am I just going to fix it No Pill No Doctor Not the way we think we understand I was running I was chasing learning of a man Confidence, empathy now I need a 100 grand How am I supposed to make it out the turbulance Do your dance work for God for Satan I freelance Who's the Man? From Nairobi straight to South Sudan Peter Pan make my dreams come to reality never land Need a catalog like Michael Jack I lose, I bruise faux love prosthetic Truths Handicapped drug-induced State of calm euphoric hues Red or blue pick the two Neither one would set you loose I've been lost, at the cusp Of my freedom from the Jewels Picasso's Plight