If This Drug Kills Me

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God, there is just one thing I ask
If this drug kills me, tell mom it was a heart attack.

God what did I do last night? I woke up and looked around
Felt something on my shoulder I looked up it was the ground

Coughing in a heaving fit, how could it have come to this?
Bloody hands and beaten face, I'm building my sarcophagus.

My stomachs in a knot from where I tried to make a noose
Beaten by the devil so I begged him for a truce

He let me in his house I looked for sleep and couldn't find it
By his laughter in the darkness I was easily reminded

That the devil has no friends, and heaven has no heroes
What man could hold the world and never give in to his ego?

But I'll get by just fine on a chalk line incline
And define the tree line from high above the street signs

Let's get off the deeper shit and back to where we started
Am I making a mistake or am I mentally retarded?

I couldn't tell anymore, syringes covered the floor
Of a truck that I had stolen from a drunk and a whore

You want reality? I got it. Without a penny in my pocket
Still a victim of attention local fame is what they call it

I was gifted with a vision so I offer no apologies
I'm vile violent and venomous still they're calling me a prodigy

I'm like a hell hound, a satanical animal, a cannibal like Hannibal mammals better run I'm tyrannical I brought the fire and your flammable hit you right in the mandible, UNDERSTAND that I'm ABLE but I am not UNDERSTAND-ABLE.

And its all in my head, but these voices are speaking, leading me to demons I'd do what they say but I remember how it felt to lose my freedom

From a cell I lost what little grip I had, becoming armless
The darkest part of an artist is his heart of hearts regardless

I wonder

Is real life subjective if the subject is my sanity
Do I believe in god? Do I even believe in humanity?

If home is where my heart is. Love don't live here, never heard of her
I thought I was a monster till I met a fucking murderer.

Now they say I'm crazy is he a hater or a lover?
His rhymes are too consistent like Dr Seuss's evil brother

Yes but younger with a hunger while your dreaming in your slumber
I'll be underneath your bed the witches hour is when I wander

Wait until your barely hanging on, find a knot and I undo it
Its not my fault your honor! Look, the voices made me do it

Truth is I'm clueless, im immature and im foolish
I got a new sense of destruction so their calling me a nuisance

When you die and meet the devil, what do you think you'll say to him?
That all you learned in life is lil Wayne's a freakin alien?

Ha.

I'm not here to bash or pass judgement
But I'm disgusted by "culture" its morally fucked and corrupted

The system is busted

Here I'll prove to you how easy rap is
I don't even need any practice
The words in the quotes are words that I wrote
While playing Nintendo classic

"Pistall in one hand, crystal in one hand, yo girl put her hand on my kick stand for a benjimen.
And I'll hunt you down like a Indian
I'll hunt you down like slender man
I hold my liquor like a Fennigan
I'm a straight brain child y'all simpletons
(So bitch you better)
Back up before you get smacked up and jacked up like I hit you with a mother fucking Mac truck racked up and I'm cracked up so you better bring back up when you fuckin with ajax son!
Raw as hell... Hard white male... Man I went to jail... But grandma paid my bail
So I'm back again. Better put ya gun up man I'm ready to attack again man its ajax and I'm Jackin in I'm ajax and I'm badder than y'all faggots man"

Now see how easy that was? Honestly music is shit
Count the Z's in this poem that's the number of fucks that I give

Let's discuss the meaning of life, I'll only take some of your time
I know what it is so for clarity's sake I'm not gonna let myself rhyme

The meaning of life is simple, your just too blind to see that the question explains the answer. "What is the meaning of life?" The meaning of life is to give your life meaning. Write, draw, do something! Anything! Go! Now! Go get drunk! Go climb a fucking tree! Get off your cell phone and do something! You better make your life mean something, because I'd hate for your life to flash before your eyes and not make you smile.








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