Tryptonyte

Borderline self destructive snort a line baby bump it victims of paranoia
Anxiety in the water enlighten me with answers
Poison in our food we dying out from the cancer
They aint playin by the rules we violated we diabetic high as hell but i feel sedated
SO sober up i know you hate it we barely make it day to day with inflation
If i aint got insurance my doctor aint got no patience

Ayo doc write the script im to sick to work listen jerk
Im losing grip of faith smoking hay at the end of church
Lord forgive me my sins they are too many
Its easy to not believe my friends hand me the semi
Bustin out at frustrations im too high for obligations
Know my time is coming and I'm sick of waitin
That lamictol got me mad at yall im ragin
If bipolar is a gift then wtf is the occasion



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Writer(s): Livier Kirkland
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