It's Hard To Win When You Always Lose
96 Impala with a bottle full of Roxys
Know I got Suboxone when I run out from the popping
Drug addicted
I admit it
I said before I aint trying to quit it
Codeine, codeine
Got it dripping on my shirt from sloppy sipping
Popping some percs and some Vicodins
Leaning back hoping that life would end
Again and again
Thats everyday
Everyday
Fuck a rehab I just wither my life away
Grey forever-ever
Drug possessors
My life expectancy up on the dresser
Pathetic
I need anesthetics
I aint energetic
All these drugs never regret it
I guess its genetic
It aint my aesthetic
Thats fucking generic
$uicide the epidemic
Make the kids quit academics
Take drugs til youre epileptic
Call the paramedics
Depression magnetic
Im anti-kinetic
Fucking apathetic
Again Im pathetic
Just move on without me and then fucking forget it
Though I moved on but i keep forgetting