Tobacco addicts, tryna flip a pack like an acrobatic
Flipping packs like an acrobatic to tobacco addicts
I have a sickness, I have a sickness... I have a sickness
It's addiction... I'm addicted... I'm addicted
Call Intervention, intervention... intervention
Come and save me before this drug take my soul
I don't have a fear of dying, but these tears I'm crying
Rolling slowly down, my face
Money spent on the time that, I waste
I'm here to listen, to the interventionist, put me in my place
Letter written, you better listen
Listen up, you f*ckin addict
I'm sick of all this wishing and nothing happens
I have a vision, to see my mother laughing
That's my only mother loving passion
No more buying drugs, from supplying thugs
Pharmaceutical, watch what karma do to you
It kills my nerves, to watch you deal and serve
Addictive doses of disease
Focus on your needs
No coping with the weed
If you're hoping to be freed
From this addictive addiction
I'm addicted... I'm addicted
Intervention, intervention
Come and save me before this drug take my soul