THE DRUG ADDICTS VERSE:
when u count Scotch as mouthwash ur in trouble yo
bein’ three sheets to the wind ain’t cool faggot, that ship sailed longgg ago
can’t stand u drunk or sober, findin’ weed I forgot only adds to the fun
it was Movember last time you had ur ‘stash last you the month
im catchin’ a buzz, ur catchin’ a bus to work & gettin’ taxed
if eyes r the windows to the soul then its fittin’ u look permanently smashed
ur a worthless piece of trash, type to sell ur own kids for a jar
ur only a stay at home dad because its cheaper than buyin’ drinks at the bar
pissed as a fart, but gettin’ wasted alone’s for losers & deadweights
even Clark Kent’s heart leapt at how u turned to a booth for an S-cape
fuck u and ur headspace where #BlackLiversMatter be soundin’ viral
that ‘casque-aided inner vicious cycle’ that lead to ur downward spiral
this round it’s final, im off work w/ a golden handshake thrown in for measure
ur Golden Handshake consist of onset jaundice and uncontrollable tremors
if we grab a cold one together, it’s only cuz I’m tryna dead you in a flash
see ur ‘MT’s a Mount the world over’ only til i wipe this legend off the map
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