Oxy got my bones hurting
I just overdose on purpose
Ooops did I just say that shit?
I like opiates for certain
I pop 30 mg and
Pop another it ain't workin
I can't even sip my syrup
I need half a pint for person
Niggas taxing on the purple
F*ck dat I need oxycotin
Running from the thoughts I'm havin
I pop til it's outter limits
I don't got no f*ckin habit
I just do it for emotion
Nodding everywhere I'm going
I'm trynna hold my composure
I been in the mix of war
Ima f*ckin poet soldier
Jotting every thought I'm holdin
Trynna make it out deployment
Running from own reflection
You don't see the f*ckin reference
If I'm left for dead it's better
Never attach to tangibles
Temporary soon decay
Flesh is only part of stage
I wish I could lie and say I love with a poker face
I'm Infatuated with the drugs, and euphoric ways
I got oxy next to me; Roxy like Caressing me
Teasing me with milligrams, she can get the best of me
All I ever want is drugs I'm as simple as can be
I be poppin oxycotin; maybe you should stick to weed
120 milligrams ima take a different sleep
I get high til I get free
Reaching for the ultimate extension f*ck reality
Tyranny and hierarchy
The great escape that I can bring...