Where am I, Ohhh../ I couldnt tell cuz there isnt any light../ Sooo who are you?/ The advocate himself in disguise../ What's that your handing me?/ A weakness of mine../ This object is florescent, its glass../ Its purpose serves nothing more than to destroy lifes/ That isnt for marijuana../ cuz is presented to me not herbal but man-made, its white../ Ive tried cocaine but its not in lines../ He then speaks softly, this chemical which looks like a clear marble rock is a bitch../ Why?, my head i then scratch Crystal is her name, he smiles../ I say to him, it looks and sounds familar, is this how i died, as i looked him in the eyes/ so short lived I lived life../ He stops laughing prefusely, hit it once cuz this will be your last time,/ after this hit your mine../ I ask before he suddenly dissapears, and if I dont?/