The Marvelous Wonders of Addiction
She said she was fine
And I'm like okay
Let's go back in time
To those way better days
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Feel like Chance The Rapper
Cause I rap on acid
Need a couple doses of that golden dragonfly
I'ma pop a tablet
Hop right off the planet
Maybe chomp a Xanax just to stop the madness
I'ma fucking addict
In the fucking attic
With a bag of crack upon the fucking mattress
I like to imagine, going all but platinum
In a fucking mansion, with a diamond Patek
But that'll never happen
I'm forever trapped inside my fucking mind
Gimme some fucking time
See I gotta son, he just turned nine
While I'm at home on cloud nine
Clock out five, that's prime time
Come back home, to my Carolyn
That's my caring wife
I know she care for mine
I tell her sniff a line, she tell me get a life
We had our ups and down
I know we fucked around
But when we had our son
I'm still, like
Fuck it, I'm still doing drugs
Mix up the lean with the molly and shrubs
Smoke me some weed before I sip the syrup
And then I shoot up
Just to flush out put my blood
Whaaa
Bitch I'm real high, I might fly with the doves
Blueberry pies, and like five million bugs
Crucify slugs
Because I wanted hugs by like two million sluts
Yuuuh
Cheat on my wife
Every day of the week
With like two hundred dyke
I'ma as Gay as the G
With the "a" on the side with the "y" in the speech
I'm inside of a peach, with two guys, equals three
Landed on mercury
This shit burning me
Think this shit third degree, it ain't hurting me
Still need some surgery, it's emergency
Need this shit urgency
Need this shit urgency
My girl is bad, you should know
She wear Chanel from her head to her toe
She pull up in that phantom, pull off in a ghost
Alien girls always doing the most, woah
Fuck
Everything's all coming back at me
Think it's reality and it's attacking me
Fuck, it's attached to me
Now all the love in the drugs
Will just die and then turn into casualties.
She said she was fine
And I'm like okay?
Let's go back in time
To those way better days
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Bad trip, bad trip fuck it's a bad trip
Keep fucking up turn my son to a bastard
Keeping fucking up, turn myself into ashes
From burning myself the fuck out from this acid
If the high life is glass, and reality's plastic
Tell me which one of these objects will shatter?
Take a good second, see why that matter
Cause one maybe be trash but it won't crack together
I'm gonna change for my son and my wife
I'm gonna state that I'm done, that's for life
Abstence myself from these drugs
So that I can just live a new
Life without worrying to die
I'm, twenty seven years old
I'm apart of no clubs
And I'm just on my own
With a couple of family
And limited bro's
Supporting and wishing for me
Just to reach my goals
Giving up my addiction
All of the drugs in my system
Should be listed
As some of the worst in the district
Can't believe I'm still living
Missed death by some inches
Yeah
Missed death by some inches
Missed death by some inches
I know I'm better without it
Indeed I don't doubt it
But everything starts with a crave
Shit had me dazed for day
In similars ways
That shit had me changed like a slave
Like yes, I had fun with
I was in love with it
My life was crumbling
I had enough of it
Now that I'm done with it
I'm tryna share my story
Preaching glory to all of the other men
To all of the other men
That's out there struggling
I know you addicted
But I know you can quit it
Yeah I know you addicted
But I know you can quit it
This journey is hard
Cause still to this day, man I still didn't
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
And I'm like okay
Let's go back in time
To those way better days
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Feel like Chance The Rapper
Cause I rap on acid
Need a couple doses of that golden dragonfly
I'ma pop a tablet
Hop right off the planet
Maybe chomp a Xanax just to stop the madness
I'ma fucking addict
In the fucking attic
With a bag of crack upon the fucking mattress
I like to imagine, going all but platinum
In a fucking mansion, with a diamond Patek
But that'll never happen
I'm forever trapped inside my fucking mind
Gimme some fucking time
See I gotta son, he just turned nine
While I'm at home on cloud nine
Clock out five, that's prime time
Come back home, to my Carolyn
That's my caring wife
I know she care for mine
I tell her sniff a line, she tell me get a life
We had our ups and down
I know we fucked around
But when we had our son
I'm still, like
Fuck it, I'm still doing drugs
Mix up the lean with the molly and shrubs
Smoke me some weed before I sip the syrup
And then I shoot up
Just to flush out put my blood
Whaaa
Bitch I'm real high, I might fly with the doves
Blueberry pies, and like five million bugs
Crucify slugs
Because I wanted hugs by like two million sluts
Yuuuh
Cheat on my wife
Every day of the week
With like two hundred dyke
I'ma as Gay as the G
With the "a" on the side with the "y" in the speech
I'm inside of a peach, with two guys, equals three
Landed on mercury
This shit burning me
Think this shit third degree, it ain't hurting me
Still need some surgery, it's emergency
Need this shit urgency
Need this shit urgency
My girl is bad, you should know
She wear Chanel from her head to her toe
She pull up in that phantom, pull off in a ghost
Alien girls always doing the most, woah
Fuck
Everything's all coming back at me
Think it's reality and it's attacking me
Fuck, it's attached to me
Now all the love in the drugs
Will just die and then turn into casualties.
She said she was fine
And I'm like okay?
Let's go back in time
To those way better days
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Bad trip, bad trip fuck it's a bad trip
Keep fucking up turn my son to a bastard
Keeping fucking up, turn myself into ashes
From burning myself the fuck out from this acid
If the high life is glass, and reality's plastic
Tell me which one of these objects will shatter?
Take a good second, see why that matter
Cause one maybe be trash but it won't crack together
I'm gonna change for my son and my wife
I'm gonna state that I'm done, that's for life
Abstence myself from these drugs
So that I can just live a new
Life without worrying to die
I'm, twenty seven years old
I'm apart of no clubs
And I'm just on my own
With a couple of family
And limited bro's
Supporting and wishing for me
Just to reach my goals
Giving up my addiction
All of the drugs in my system
Should be listed
As some of the worst in the district
Can't believe I'm still living
Missed death by some inches
Yeah
Missed death by some inches
Missed death by some inches
I know I'm better without it
Indeed I don't doubt it
But everything starts with a crave
Shit had me dazed for day
In similars ways
That shit had me changed like a slave
Like yes, I had fun with
I was in love with it
My life was crumbling
I had enough of it
Now that I'm done with it
I'm tryna share my story
Preaching glory to all of the other men
To all of the other men
That's out there struggling
I know you addicted
But I know you can quit it
Yeah I know you addicted
But I know you can quit it
This journey is hard
Cause still to this day, man I still didn't
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
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Writer(s): Rasheen Golding
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