04/26/2023
Let me paint you a picture of the reality
Of living life
As a dope fein
That 20 is never going to be enough
Youâll call the dealer again
Inhale the smoke that soothes your
Soul
And takes your mind to places unknown
You used to smoke for the fun of it
But deep down its cuz you wanted to mask some s**t
Hide away all the bruises that you know are there
Even tho they have faded away
It started out so simple didnât it
Now your in the bathroom floor with some foil a spoon and a needle
You were the prom queen they said
But now you just wish the life you had
Would have never happened
And that the fairy tale it was supposed to be
Was everything you turned out to be
You are In denial of the truth
And thatâs why you have arms with track scars as proof
Itching scratching away at the nothing that is your oblivious imagination
Addiction is like hell but we on earth talking and breathing
Battling that demon
You cant blame anyone for this s**t but yourself
You had it all at one point in time
But now your just sick all the time
The dope is so good you will do anything for it
So you spread your legs for $20 or $30 dollars
You got him off and all you got was a hit
And thatâs not gonna last long
So you jumpin in and out of cars
All night long
You are chasing the dragon but the dragon isnât there
And it just isnât fair how you fu**ed your life up
And made the choice to go from a QUEEN to a ju**ie
I mean a feein or whatever you wanna call it however you wanna be seen
The love you never had as a kid you swear youâll find it in
A foil wit fent in it
But there is no love in that s**t
Just arrests, court dates, sickness and regret
Itâs a point you know when the high aint high enough
And it doesnât numb your pan away
So you shoot up some more and then your body drops