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i think im sick cuz i been drinking up everyday
this is truth aint no fiction depicted in what im saying
when i fall to pieces i try i to pick em up but im breaking em
thinking of all the days that im gripping a cup and taking it
when im rocking a fifth its knocking up on my liver
im not gonna go and give in im awful aint no forgiving me
i use to just chill and watch movies and cough on a little weed
puffing the haze now im stuck in a maze
with nothing to say unless theres drum and a bump of the bass
samples chopped up into place till theres something to play
im not an artist i just need catharsis im being honest
and speaking on it with no need to be caught in the rain
all in the brain only the cleverest form could weather the storm
thats why my health is forever ignored
grabbing the brown liquor till we pass it around
day by day i don't how long this is lasting me now
no more sobriety i have to be happily apathetic now
drinking till im high but gravity has me heading down
im a spiraling broken up mess never high when im smoking the ces
when things get violent i just hope for the best
its hard to see when i just focus on stress
im not showboating and gloating i know that its not condoned
but im glowing the moment i pop patron
family calling, hoping i've gotten home
im just alcoholic who doubts you'll listen when he drops a rap
with state of the music were in how could u not react
but this ain't the road less traveled its just a forgotten path
walking on this map till they forgotten that vie gotten back
im not popular act thats why my friend is a bottle of jack
and vie been knocking it back
the type of pain i go on you won't repair
they just tell me to to hold on and don't be scared