When I started smoking I thought it was fun,that lil' white rock that got me high & left me numb.
Before I knew it I was caught up in his trap being preyed upon by that Monster Crack.
My life has turned into a dangerous game where everybody is practically the same I was running to and fro stealing things so I could blow and stay high so I could avoid my inner pain.
This went on for weeks sometimes months hustling daily and putting up fronts hanging out with nigga's I really couldn't stand, the most irritating part about them was their out stretched hands reaching out expecting me to get them high and when the dope was gone they turned and waved goodbye leaving me to hold my empty king lighter hoping tomorrow would be a little brighter.
Well it's been several months since my life back then and for my crimes the state has locked me up again but at night in my dreams he lets me know he waits. For he is powerful and certainly has the knact to destroy peoples lives that MONSTER CRACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, October 25, 2010
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