Yo, some nights we got so drunk   Its like we miss the feeling   Of a never ending headache   And a spinning ceiling   The sob story of an alcoholic   On his hands and knees   Praying to that porcelain toilet   Whether behind bars or in front of scars   We use medicine to numb the rap bar   I might tell you something that'll change your death   Pain kills the life   Pleasure loves the breath   Ox acapell   I'll spit this in hell   With L's hanging off my body   And no ice cooler   Every rhyme I write   Is civilize my future wife   Breaking her water   In a time without order   Yo, chaos is born   A seance is spawned   And I resurrect light beams   That resemble red dawns   I guess that's why I was born   To recognize the beauty of a rose's thorn   And learn from the strife of a soul that's torn   To be forewarned   Just to be forearmed   So let that thought settle   As we backpeddle   Through the seven seas of info   That'll crush your ego   Some of us pop pills and snort coke   To pain kill   Some of us rap drugs and bear witness   Cause life's ill   Y0, but true happiness comes from within   You can't rely on a substance   Look at addiction for instance   And in an instance   You'll wake up out of that   Requiem for a Dream   But you still caught it in the rectum      Right here trapped in the box   Thinkin'   Rap's all I got   Smoke too much pot   Bones with ?chromes? twisted in knots   Cold vein with thoughts   Bubbling hot   Stoned in the bedroom   Writin' this poem   Off the phone   Caught a head rush   Smoke clouded my dome   At the end of my ropes   Writing these notes   Hopin' to float   On what is bullshit   Pull spliffs flowin' to Goats   The sky's the limit   Stay powered vision   Visualize the body righteous   Lost cipher   The mind's wisdom   Helped me through life's transitions   I'm in a tight position   Hungry-ass shit flippin'   With no sex of ret (ribution)   This stress got my chest a mess   Breathless   I'm vexed   Trying to escape out of the depths   Of hell's nest   So i rest inhale   The ?tone and bless?   And let the stress exhale   Through clouds of cess   My mind foggy   And body wet   Poppin' shotties   Shot straight through the nostril   Cloudy with thoughts of ill type menageries   When pops used to tell me   "it wasn't like this   with drugs and sex   up in my day",   But poppy   Shit really changed   Yo niggaz is losing their minds   And I can't really blame them   I'm losing my brain   In these times   And I'm ?angered? with hangovers   Ready to ride off a cliff with a Range Rover   Like I was fuckin' Thelma & Louise   And if I had a trigger I would squeeze   Believe   Blow my whole head off and bleed   Trying to get that same feeling   Every day pain killing