Drowning

I feel like I'm underwater
Gasping for air
Want to float to the top
But the tops never there
Lungs filling up
Like they gonna bust
Sinking to the bottom
Shouldn't this blunt turn me up
Water infected
Seeps into my skin
Is this how it feels
To be drowning in sin
Like Novocaine
I can't feel a damn thang
Should be locked away
For some thangs that I think
I can be pretty in pink
Like a Ringwald
But no Breakfast Club to speak of
And that's just the facts of life
Different Strokes
For different folks
And I always seem to be provoked

My dreams end with me being choked
Is the dark side coming out
It's like Vaders at my throat
I'm double-sided like Darth Maul's sword
The walls I bring up
Are taller then Pink Floyds
Mental blocks
Make traffic stop
Like oxicot
Make brains a rot
Never bring a lot
Just stuff to jot
Down memories
That will leave a blot
On my Psyche
I'm high key
Not alrighty
But besides that
I rap
So I don't end up
On someone's doormat
Like a feral cat