broken hands

I've been bad lord call it a confession Life has kicked my ass Ask me a question I guess i never learned a lesson Lessons put me in the dirt like the shape of a perk I get put in jail for possession Cause on this day I was steppin I aint trippin symbiote supreme infecting me I feel like Peter Parker the confidence of venom Infectin hun And just like him I was suited in my finest attire Suited up like Tobi maguire the best spider Walked out the corner store just to make eyes With a couple porkers where both white but to me there crackers I get the cheese like packers so I present myself With swag so much so that these boys and blue With there tucked in pants and a sports clips fade a toy they call protection I analyze all this within the second I tighten up and remember I got that pendant Stiped I earned from this same spot im in Today was sunshine and lollipops till I stumbled into them feds I try to walk on by blend in not to bat an eye But im a skinny blonde white guy So I stroll on past looking at the sight of my feet as I step I feel my heart beat skip as somone I hear speak Its to me i look to Charlotte's web as he oinks at me i present myself as a fein so obviously I get stopped and I know i could get caught Cause behind the corner I just came from Is my plug I just copped a bag of crystal and a ball of pale Hype as fuck to chop up gator tails Im Ballin so I gotta Rolla Benji not a dollar When im Speed Ballin And that was the plan I was gonna go all in no trace no crumbs Lick the residue from my phone and thumb Nummbies from phetamines Dummies call it addiction I just call it medicine Your a gone when you start injectin it Melting it watch yourself your melting with it You'll get clean and always miss it Envisions of the glass and im twisten it Im begging for a lick of sleep voices tellin me What i need I give in and listen Ive been ichen For some glass filled with clear Phantom twisting ghost glass cast of Casper ben stien im Richie rich I been past im just a friendly ghost A spirit and a soul Spare my soul for havent you been told Im an alcoholic and addict so ive been told Im the youngest and the meetings so many Drunks with so many reasons The story's dont get old and the reason im here Cause at the beginning of this message I felt like ice cube baught a bag of shards and flower From my sidewalk pharmacist couldnt guess what's in this No doubt the Colombian is cut with anything but coca leaf no muy buen And the meth has phet no mines but nal You have no idea what that means at all but Its laced double knotted like in middle school that's when I had my first run in with red and blue  Mistaken mangoos Brad was a little nutty but we gave it back they didn't book me so bad to the story This aint nothin new to me but peppas dad Richard ridings was all up on my shit just straight riding dick He said stop right quick im sauced and tbe whites of my eyes is tinted red and my pupils Dilated I was mistakin i wish I didn't look porky in the eyes my iris Has vanished i avoid looking at the eye of an officer They ask me what im doin and I start losin color Start to stumble over words I say im just walking home Ask me where im from I say here but only been a couple years just moved in right down the street I shuffle my feet because I know im caught there saying got it in just a second cause both my pockets filled with nothing but narcotics