Addict & Subtraction

Used to flip more H than Vanna White
Stained my desk from the vapor of a crack pipe
Snorted base from a canuto in Bogota, Colombia
Trafficked methamphetamines over the Columbia
Dropped more acid than those kids at Coachella
Smoked a whole lot of weed with the fellas
One time PCP had me fighting with the Oriole on my Baltimore hat
But the only thing I'm addicted to is rap

My friend wanted everyone to do shrooms for his birthday
But his roommate was more pharmaceutical than organic
He'd take them as long as we all took a whole bar of Xanax
So he wouldn't freak out and he wouldn't have to babysit us if we freaked out
We walked up Vine street and through a series of wrong turns we
Got to the base of Griffith Park
We were only a few feet into the park
Before we saw someone we hated
He always caused fights at the comedy night at The Big Fish
So we veered off trail to avoid him
We had to run by giant bees which may or may not have been hallucinated
Soon we realize we are lost in a thicket of trees
At one point we get to a huge clearing - nothing but nature
You couldn't even tell we were in LA
We thought we were in Jurassic Park
The only gash of capitalism in sight was the gleam of a chain link fence on top of a mountain
We went for it
We climbed a fucking mountain and I'm not exaggerating
Our sweaty faces scraped against the dry dirt
We wormed our way up to the fence
By the end we were covered in mud
As we climbed up to civilization, we were met with screams from the tourists who were admiring the beautiful view up at the observatory
Until us mole men burrowed into their view
The glowing head of James Dean stared us down, giving us a wink, letting us know he knew what was about to happen
The Xanax was wearing off and the madness was about to take over

Used to flip more H than Vanna White
Stained my desk from the vapor of a crack pipe
Snorted base from a canuto in Bogota, Colombia
Trafficked methamphetamines over the Columbia
Dropped more acid than those kids at Coachella
Smoked a whole lot of weed with the fellas
One time PCP had me fighting with the Oriole on my Baltimore hat
But the only thing I'm addicted to is rap

The first time I ever smoked crack was when I was on Molly - good golly
I was hanging out with a crew in Echo Park and I didn't want to seem like a narc - so I smoked some rock
One of them suggested we go to the Gold Room for free tacos
I didn't feel hungry but I went anyway
This was back in the early 2000s so it was still pretty hood
They still had that backroom you could smoke cigarettes in
You could get a shot of tequila and a beer for four dollars
And shot with a bullet for even less
The crew went to go smoke and I was just trying to stay upright
I remember clutching on to the bar and praying that I would stop vibrating
I stared down at the ground and saw a small glint of some bling under a table
Something about crack cocaine gives the user a certain superpower to notice valuables
A few feet over I see a guy with a 'trece' tattoo'd on his face, he was on his hands and knees, looking around for something
Any other day I would have kept to myself
However, that soft emotional openness that Molly gives you, gave me the confidence, to yell over the music to a gang member that:
"Hey, your ring is over there." He picked it up and ran up to me and I flinched
"Damn fool, you saved my life, you don't even know." He turned to the bartender and pounded his chest
"Pago las bebidas"
It was an engagement ring he was going to give to his girl
He dropped it when he was showing his friends
He thought someone stole it and he was about to shoot up the place
I took him up on his offer of free drinks and got so drunk the crack wore off
Later, a guy spun me around and accused me of spilling his drink, which, to be honest, I probably did
He told me to buy him another
I refused - not because I am tough but I just didn't have any money
He shoved me over and when I got to my feet he pulled out a knife
I asked him to put it away
He yelled: "Who is going to make me?"
Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder
It was my amigo with the thirteen on his face and six of his vato friends
And he answered: "Mara Salvatrucha motherfucker."

Used to flip more H than Vanna White
Stained my desk from the vapor of a crack pipe
Snorted base from a canuto in Bogota, Colombia
Trafficked methamphetamines over the Columbia
Dropped more acid than those kids at Coachella
Smoked a whole lot of weed with the fellas
One time PCP had me fighting with the Oriole on my Baltimore hat
But the only thing I'm addicted to is rap

Aye, top flight
I sold my bike for a mic
Oh that was your bike? Look my bad, I'll get you another one you'll like
You got any food, man? I've been on this hunger strike
Shit, I live in my car I'm always on tour
Restaurants around town know I like the soup de'jour
One man's trash is another man's treasure and I'm an entrepreneur
I'm really big in the underground my mixtape went gold in the sewer
A drug addict? Hell no, I'n not adding anything
I'm a drug subtractor
I'm not going to live forever - Live Trash Die Scum