Searching for solace, all I found was broken dreams I’ve ran out of hope it seems They try and intervene with me to great lengths But I ain’t tryna hear em, stare back with a blank face These drugs are fire, but life ain’t Ain’t no future lined up in my aim Cause my brain has this chemical imbalance, I’ve changed No more playing mind games, can’t concentrate with these migraines And it seems like I’m hopeless but they tell me hope is never lost But how am I supposed to cope without drugs after every loss This hits hard but how can I face problems going forward sober It’s crazy 3 years ago could’ve swore to you that my life was over Wrote down my hardships it’s the only thing that seems to work When it don’t work, go to work, and hope the work will make it work No more flipping work, I’ve had my fair share of almost getting murked Stared down the barrel of the plugs gun, seen his evil smirk Ran my pockets every chance he got, got his lick back My 21st birthday? Hmm I almost missed that Had to flip packs of this product to get his shit back Why’d you run off on the plug? you’d know he’d get his get back