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(I gotta a solution)//
why I'm fillin up my body and my mind with
instead of a thought or a rhyme, I brought the chronic and a of wine as my contribution//
I that I just came to a conclusion..//
I too much (drink too much)//
too much (think too much)//
cope too (sink too much)//
too much (stink too much)//
I think I need help, but won't let myself it//
how I feel is so real, I won't let myself fake

1}

Fuck opinion, some kind of Simeon//
in sin with a stripper named Cinnamon//
silence when I'm spitting these synonyms//
violence, I write over rhythms I'm
I feel I'm a kid again the moment I pick up a pen//
get me to the mic and I'm to rip it up again//
I spit it hella tight and then I let you go pick up chin//
you better be right, or you won't ever pick it up again//
devoured and by the same substance//
scour for the flower when the pain
shower me with powder, paint buckets//
I give it up but I can't - fuck it//
look into my eyes, I'm destroyed
I'm paranoid and high, it would be a joy to
but it's never gunna happen, cuz I feel shit//
I done lost all my highs and lows getting lit//

(I find a solution)//
why I'm fillin up my body and my mind pollution//
instead of a thought or a rhyme, I brought the and a bottle of wine as my contribution//
I that I just came to a conclusion..//
I smoke too (drink too much)//
hope too (think too much)//
cope too (sink too much)//
too much (stink too much)//
I think I need help, but won't let myself take
how I is so real, I won't let myself fake it//

2]

Something ain't
when they're about to cut off all your gas and lights, but there's bud in your pipe//
and Bud in a bucket of ice//
so you can just shrug and say it' and chug it all night//
but that budget right//
and you barely can budge because under the spell of your vice//
and your liver is paying one of a price//
but there ain't no you twice//
you're dealing with the of a dice//
you gunna fold up or
when it's holding you tight, the grip is colder than
how you fucked up when there's nothing in your fridge//
and kid wanna go to get some shit//
but you're too drunk to dip the
cuz you pissed a fifth and hella hit the spliff//
and a D.U.I. ain't the gift to get//
can't have your baby took by the C.P.S. and Mr. Smith//
you find a solution//

(I find a solution)//
why I'm fillin up my and my mind with pollution//
instead of a thought or a rhyme, I brought the chronic and a bottle of as my contribution//
I that I just came to a conclusion..//
I too much (drink too much)//
too much (think too much)//
cope too (sink too much)//
broke too (stink too much)//
I think I need help, but let myself take it//
how I is so real, I won't let myself fake it//

3]

Somewhere inside of me, has gotta be guiding me//
seems every of me teams up, and rivalry steams up what driving me//
splits at the seams, fits in my dreams//
and my diary spits out and screams you lie to me'//
so I finally be who I try to be//
or I succumb to the evil inside of me//
been young and dumb, now in need of
but fun is part of my notoriety//
an interagal part of my in society//
the boozin's like losin' a side of me//
if I wasn't usin', I who I would be//
but it's in my genes like the sack in my pocket//
my head feeling it's been strapped to a rocket//
I put it in motion and now I can't stop
any day now the bubbles gunna
I find a solution//

(I find a solution)//
why I'm fillin up my body and my mind with
instead of a thought or a rhyme, I brought the chronic and a bottle of wine as my
I think that I just to a conclusion..//
I smoke too (drink too much)//
too much (think too much)//
cope too (sink too much)//
broke too (stink too much)//
I think I need help, but won't let take it//
how I feel is so real, I won't let myself fake