[Verse 1Box] Man If its only for a minute Il show you how the opium has drove me to the limit In the center of a seat of three friends I envision A kid in a basement sniffing so hard his face went missing This is Common occurrence, lots of them turned away I was blind in a burning blaze Too young for that learned behavior Pondering earns and graves would have probably curved behavior But searchin for drugs and workin was obviously in our favor I thought that shit would work out running sets of drills Knew that I would smoke bud in the end, never pills But my brothers missing face loved his venom thrills Never caring or acknowledging that venom kills And on went the process That bitch love came throught Nonsense The white rabbit that began as a habit After rehab twice you would think that shit would stop yes? A disease with a soul and a conscious Thats feinding for a person selling wonder women comics Its no wonder theres skull and bones in the closet Broken bones for a promise Poking holes for deposits A disease with a soul and a conscious Thats feinding for a person selling wonder women comics A sold soul for the blues robbed Johns Son The devil came Justin Boxmans in a box
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