Jonesing for a fix, It's been since a quarter past six since I had my last taste.And I can still taste It ,a junkie in my own right I stay wasted.
Feeble minded chasing a high caught up in the mix, taking all kinds of risk hang on hulled-out street corners and ran down projects selling my soul as If I had no self respect.
I often try coaxing myself , telling myself that my co- dependant state is temporaried; but I've come to realize I'll be a fiend till I'm buried.
Hustling with no meaning or no justification making fathers worried, mothers cry, and Lil' kids hollar; All for a dollar destroying families an not feeling bad or wanting rehab . Everybody has they're vice ; But I find It funny I believe I'm addicted to money. At some time in they're life they will be addicted to somethings
Disclaimer* (Addiction is a serious thing and should be taken seriously If you are addicted to anything or know someone how has an addiction you should seek help or get help for that person.)
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