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I love hangin out it's become a necessity,
even though whats in the present won't be a memory,
smoke too much, i become my own enemy,
lost like Nemo, can't find my Anemone,

every now and then i'm sane for a couple minutes,
ask me to cyph and i'm quickly in it,
blasted like a DJ who barely manages to spin it,
all about the money, the prize i'll never win it,

crack these sticks, go pop some pills,
take the place of Shanks stuck up on windowsills,
on night 1 i'd let go, i'm not strong enough to chill,
fuck Jack when i could roll down a hill with Jill,

you look at me as just some words on a form,
don't understand how much i've changed into a storm,
destroyin anything in my way of finally moving on,
if you pray for me too late cause i'm already gone.