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(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 and a bottle of wine as my contribution//
I think that I came to a conclusion..//
I smoke too (drink too much)//
too much (think too much)//
cope too (sink too much)//
too much (stink too much)//
I I need help, but won't let myself take it//
how I feel is so real, I let myself fake it//

1}

Fuck your opinion, some of Simeon//
sitting in sin with a stripper named
silence inside when I'm spitting these
violence, I write over I'm riddling//
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 it hella tight and then I let you go pick up your chin//
you better be coming right, or you ever pick it up again//
and empowered by the same substance//
scour for the flower when the pain
shower me with powder, sniffing buckets//
I gotta it up but I can't - fuck it//
look my eyes, I'm destroyed inside//
I'm paranoid and high, it would be a joy to
but it's gunna happen, cuz I can't feel shit//
I done lost all my and lows from getting lit//

(I find a solution)//
why I'm up my body and my mind with pollution//
instead of a thought or a rhyme, I brought the chronic and a of wine as my contribution//
I think that I just 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 help, but won't let myself take it//
how I feel is so real, I won't let myself it//

2]

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

(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 bottle of wine as my
I that I just came to a conclusion..//
I too much (drink too much)//
hope too (think too much)//
cope too (sink too much)//
broke too (stink too much)//
I think I help, but won't let myself take it//
how I is so real, I won't let myself fake it//

3]

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

(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 and a bottle 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)//
broke too (stink too much)//
I think I need help, but let myself take it//
how I feel is so real, I let myself fake it//