Crack n' Habits
A few years back....
I got caught up in the coke scene.
Quick to cop a sack, break it down like it was Ovaltine.
And my girl? She left me hanging like a rope swing.
A broke teen, broken dreams
with the title of a dope fiend.
It took a quick slip
OD'd off the dopamine.
Had a bad trip.
Death seemed to be approaching me.
So I cleaned up.
Not saying that I'm soap clean.
Ill smoke a little weed just to cope with things.
But I set the white lines behind me.
Moving one direction. Never caught rewinding.
I lived in the dark. Now my future looks lively.
Its a battle well fought.
You can bet that I'm striving.