[chorus] Don't aske who where my rolemodels addiction and drinking from a brown bottle brown paper bag wrapped around a 40 ounce old English bottle loaded to the gills with a dope pipe in my center console with that false bottom I don't fuck with the opiates though nope i love to go fast yeah full throttle all these late nights are catching up with my ass my insides are feeling hollow got me piloting life like a tommygun stuck on full auto there has to be something better than this guess I'll check it out that's if I even wake up tomorrow [1st verse] hello old friend it's me you know who I am we had a hell of a run last time I surfaced didn't we man don't turn around and walk away from me I know your my number 1 fan it just so happens I'm a huge fan of you to but not this version the happy go lucky guy rockin new gear and new shoes looks like you got your shit together all happy and shit i want to be honest it makes me sick so let me remind you who's in controll you little fuckin prick. you already know who is plus you love going fast while having a bad bitch sucking dick oh you changed and your a different person who doesn't have time for my shit then let me re word what I said and then ask again you little twit I bet that 5th of whiskey and 8 ball of dope isn't tempting at all specially on a freebie status and you didn't even have to ask for the kick oh you got a new girl and your in love this is about to be another gutter trash relationship cuz your new girl she also knows me to matter of fact she knows me better than you. She was born addicted but in a mansion and dope mixed in her silver spoon and you already know I can be found kicking it where all the cash is dude me and money go hand in hand peas of a pod witch to a broom don't trip this time will be different I promise excuse your self from this beautiful life you created do a shot take a hit and consume after that the possibilities are endless we can do whatever you want as long as you don't leave this room unless it's to fuel me to help ease you back into your old ways and your inevitable demise and doom old way of thinking so let's get your mind in tune and have you thinking 2+2= bright ass moon running around after midnight with your mind occupied and consumed come now homie you know it's all about you let your demons out to play you can put them back when ever you want and I can to a sprinkle of corruption a dash of hate and self destruction with a touch of if it's fuck me then it's fuck you to this new life you can't hack it might as well throw it in the garbage good boy toss it in the basket let's go see what's happening with my friends drama and tragic you didn't want this spell I put in you to fuckin bad because I already cast it mother fucker I'm majic I'm puff the sociopathogical dragon time to get crazy and release the fuckin crackin big money moves means big moneys stacking buy a fancy car to escape the red and blues and later that night say fuck it and crash it then wonder why the trail you leave behind from the reckage is all ruthless thoughts venomous actions with dead body's and maggots your soul gets left behind but I won't let you feel the pain of the destruction I leave behind a symphony of chaos, anger and sadness should have chose happiness and never took that first drink or the hit come on now every body knows alcohol and drugs are really fuckin bad kids. [chorus] [2nd verse] I think I like it here with all you easily influenced and corrupted people it's so easy for me to change your mind and make you think that good is evil I would say tell my momma to pray for me with a church group of people sending prayers upstairs but they always fall short then it's return to sender or call back tomorrow then it's back to sorrow gonna need some extra love and might need to borrow I'm a kunning intelligent manipulative evil act to follow and I know that spoon full of shit is easy to shoot but hard to swallow yeah I'm definitely something you should try to avoid I'm hard to kick but dippin your toes in is easy because I'm so fuckin shallow I'll have you praying for your returned peace, and a place that's not right here you need the calm and mellow but your mind is weak like a poptart your soft in the middle yeah your a little fuckin marshmallow you thought I was your friend because at first I was so nice to have around like sugar and spice if sugar was dogshit and that spice was stomped into the dirty ground and it's sad because no matter how hard you try I'm always in the back of your head lingering yup I'm always going to be around untill the day you either regain sobriety because the only other options are jail or 6 feet in the fucking ground so when they tell you I'm dangerous they dead on point noni don't fuck around and before you leave the bar of life and set your standards high let me buy you in on some shit and another fuckin round sit right there and don't make a fucking sound
