Mama think imma fall back,
Take those pills and relapse,
God give me the strength to fight back,
Thoughts running through my mind say damn,
Pop that,
Pop those,
Take that,
Sip on this and relapse.
Drink in my hand,
Pills on my lap,
DAMN depression on my back,
Going through the day,
With death on my mind,
But I can't do that yet.
Imma win this fight,
Not gonna break a sweat.
- Author: Keyshariaa ( Offline)
- Published: January 29th, 2022 10:10
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
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