Song: Drugs Killed the World
Year: 2022
Viewed: 29 - Published at: a year ago

Prophet, we love your vibrations
We love your essence

She said I don't love myself anymore
I understand you've dealt with shit of course
You living alone
You doing drugs on the porch
You just wanna feel pain
No more

Feel myself spinning in the middle of a life death decision
I hope I could say something to you to keep you living
I hope you could throw away addiction
I know I made them songs that you can party to
But I forgot my mission
Fuck that love
I hope you grow a hate for needles
She not around summer nights cuz she hate mosquitoes
Blood suckers tryna feed off what you bleed off
They don't nevеr hope to see you again when you leavе off
That's why you like being alone
Blindfolded
God had a plan for you
But you ain't notice
Cuz the plug brought a handful of goods
You slumped over
And your mind clocked out
But your body still open
Aye love
Why you let them niggas over
They gone take advantage of you while you sleep
They ain't got no ride home
They ain't tryna chill with you
They just wanna get high only
Just to feel like they in a different time zone
Please don't contaminate your spirit
I know you don't wanna hear it
Withdrawals give you shivers
Drugs fucking up your mind
You drinking up your liver
Next time I hope you tell that nigga no when he delivers
I feel fine
I don't need drugs
I just need a hug
I'm still blind
Come have a talk with a problem child
Clear my mind

It's been more than awhile
Since I wore a smile
Trying
I'm trying

Oh so you the plug?
I should crack your melanin
My Dad on his deathbed
What you sellin' him?
I've been crying out to God
Ain't nobody helping him
Aye homie I peep your melanin
You like us
You should better him
I'm young as hell so it's hard for me to approach you, nigga
But when I find my Daddy gone
I'ma smoke you nigga
Like damn
This nigga doing drugs in front of me?
Like
Fuck me and me dreams and who I really wanna be
My mom died
The main person loving me
I'm at practice clothes dirty
Kids barely touching me
I ain't pack a home lunch
No money
Ain't no lunch for me
I looked up
And I seen this kid share his lunch with me
I feel fine
I don't need drugs
I just need a hug
I'm still blind
Come have a talk with a problem child
Clear my mind

It's been more than awhile
Since I wore a smile
Trying
I'm trying

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