Rain

Let it rain on me.

Percocet on me.

Don’t try and take it from me.

Without it I’ll get lonely.

Got a bad bitch gridding on me, she’s telling me her life stories.

Alprazolam with codeine, in the hospital getting slipped some morphine.

Sober I’m a mess, on drugs I’m still a mess.

Burning pain inside my chest, failing all my drug tests.

I ain’t one to smarten up, (uh) that I’ll confess.

Im pissing in a cup while popping Percocet’s.

You don’t even wanna look at my drug sheet.

So far off the charts because I was aiming to please.

I’m a mess, I’m a mess, I’m so fucked up.

She came into my life and decided to clean me up.

Took away the perks and told me to ease off the drugs.

I suppose I need to smarten up but I just have problems giving up the junk.

So I say let it rain on me.

I’m dying very slowly.

I’m crying because I’m lonely.

I’m getting high now low key.

Jedi flip like I’m fucking obi wan Kenobi.

Kitty, kitty flip this ket is making me have a nosebleed.

Whoa, shit how the fuck did I get so fucked up off of this.

Different colored pills got me asking who the fuck this is?

Black out off this crucial fucking substances

If I piss in a cup I’ll definitely fail the fucking test.

I feel like a savage with the molly and the ket that I take more than average.

I’m always sad and shit, all the perks because I kept fucking snorting it.

Feeling delirious, my motor skills were getting a little too dangerous.

They told me I should be dead and I asked “are you serious?”

I lean back, pop another perk and devil asks for a kiss.