guts?! (prod. Wiardon)

tallies on a sticky note to count the days
between the nights of clarity from cutaways
dots and dashes memories appear in morse code
wish i had kept track forgot
when the last dose was

believe it or not, i feel like a
junkie its hittin the spot
i need my fix to keep my body from shakin
out of the nightmares is worth a mind not racin

i woke up and knew what it was
stay in bed til i know its time to be numb
where would a man be without the pills
that got him there?
prescriptions in public
avert your eyes or stare
sometimes i just wish that i cared
to see the bottle empty out
and not be so scared

i know this has downsides...
trips to the ER...
doctors give me a blind eye...
they don't see where the pills are...

they're in the bottle
then they're in my hand
they drop to my
stomach
and stay in my head

they're in the bottle
then they're in my hand
they drop to my
stomach
and stay in my head

ode to spliff (feat. Kofi)(prod. Wiardon)

roots of fallen leaves