Substance Abuser

You think you do drugs? Hahahaha

I am drugs

 

 

Call me a ketamine killer on the lose, and I don't think ya get the aim of my abuse

Got a blunt in my mouth, my hand on some lean, and a glass pipe full of that tryptamine

DMT, LSD, mescaline and mushroom teas, drink 'em all down and when I sneeze

Coke comes out, now would you please, pour me another glass of that Ginger Breeze

Got nausea from that LSA, but what can I really say, about the drugs that I do all day?

I whip it harder than Mac Dre, laughin' like the Joker off that nitrous spray

Pray oh pray ya don't end up this way, cause it's hard ta see when ya head's in sway

With the clouds and the ground is colored grey, so you stay high all fuckin' day

Snort 2CB every day, just 2 c the ballin' way

Call it yay, yayo or playdough, I don't give a fuck I'm only 'bout my pay bro

10, 20, 30 miligram, tryin' to make me a mili (million$) off of a gram

King pin Kolonopin, I ain't lookin' back where I done been

Only movin' forward, ever shore ward,captain of the ship and I'm takin' it toward

More, more, more and more, greed is a need and life is a whore

So fuck it sore, or let it floor you, but don't you say it's always "poor you"

Now I won't bore you, with the details, but I just took me bout anotha three rails

And the corners of the room are splittin' open, call the coroner cause I'm dead off that dope when

I drop down into the lights, with a high pop sound there's amazing sights

Yeah it's right I'm too dope to die, so you goin' get addicted and ya mind goin' fry

Why ask why, it doesn't matter, done so much shit I'm as mad as a hatter

Tryin' to climb a ladder of posers on posters, and I swear I'm losin' my composure

Too much exposure to the negative hole turns a man into a monster's role

Now this monster's swole, and lookin' hungry, call it Jumanji

Mixed with Ted Bundy, cause I'm rollin' the dice on who I break

Doesn't matter much to me my life's give or take

And you talkin' to a man with a heart of slate