I'm not here to make excuses Im just here to speak of what my truth is A living proof of what Ruthless abuse of youth produces Past scars and bruises If I die The man in the mirror loses But rather than forfeit We Take another hit of the good shit And the Scripts flip on wrists slit til flipped scripts Remind us Lifes a bitch. When sobers just A switch flicked But why does it seem that it's Only meant to Leave me fucked in the head ..man shit "Sex drugs rock n roll speed weed birth control life's a bitch until you die so fuck this world lets get high" Words I used to live by Spoon fed that diet of lies In Violent environments I grew up Poppin pills like vitamins Bennies Dexies and vicoden It aint never been A Solemn secret For us kids born Queued up To a life geard up only to lament Struggle to push up through Fissures in cement Now-How can one just forget, deflect, deny, or reject The fatal effects From the poison Shit that they smoke, n' inject They're Quick to Rot n' infect Maimin' their Lungs, and their brains Blood and pus Scab over black Veins In a pain not feigned While Some are insane From Rotting Brains The broken Mind frames O'Deranged have been Reigned in away from this plane And the Pain of decayin' remains Remains For the worms to digest Now All that's is left Are the shadows of whom It is still soon to forget But Shit gimme a sec, I digress I Dont mean this shit To depress But from atop the Earths Crest Can't help but feel the stress I see the sky fallin As it's Just above my 13 heads I curse a world bereft Of love and respect As is ours it's rather Abreast to infests Of Infectious sects Look Man is not blessed And Lest I Forget to attest what it was that I was thinking I guess I'd best Get on back to my singing, Yes Then there are those And They're slingin this Dope and that coke To those folks just Trying to cope With they're Meth smoke Burnt up throats Holdin High hopes They Never gonna come back down But no Gonna need another fix Another toke Line coke Or just another Pill to choke on Oh So far gone With the monkey on their backs They're now just All to far gone and Begging for a pardon From an immanent Withdrawal I scrawled My Last will and testament Encoded in Words On the walls Of Every rest stop Bathroom Stall Chem dependencies Coexist with self destructive tendencies Turning kids Menacing The drugs are not Medicine but A Coping Mechanism From tough Questions Misled Conclusions and Peer pressured participations Illusory hallucinations Vacations from the variations Of the dissosociation Inherent in our psychologic demonations And i'm running out of patience Watching friend die or becoming Comatose patients Overdose/ vacant eyed lives taken Just Wastin by chasin after elation the temptation from false sensations