Drown my sorrows with my thoughts
Do or die by code switching sides I'd have never ought
Until the realization that containment might be tight
But water never takes a pause
U gon choose the hand that feeds or sacrifice for the presence of applause?
The question runs to the depths of a stash reached by the drug at your paws
Decision made regarding those provided with warmth
But can't let one pass through their doors
Ain't the same living without your plug
But it ain't living when your freedom acts as your judge
Travelled across enlightening roads moving others as a crutch
Trigger dropped down to the core without a touch
