Substance abuse has brought him down
He weighs 815 pounds
And little did he know
Bon Bons, Sticker Bars, Milky Way & then Jenny Craig didn’t do the job
Money back guarantee
What’s in it for me?
A bunch of diet cake?
He just can’t lose the weight
And then he tried Slim Fast
But he’s way too fat
He’s got to find a way to take away the pain
I’ve got a friend
He has his ways
Stays up night
Stays up all day
Doesn’t smoke crack
Doesn’t burn weed
Indulges Methamphetamines
Twist it up
Light it up
Smoke it up
Snort it up
Shoot it up
He doesn’t give a fuck about what he does
What he needs
To live and die
The devil’s pleased
Dependant youth
Your powdered noose
Fell victim to substance abuse
I just don’t know what to do
Stuck in addiction here with you
I cannot feel the pain
It could be cars it could be hoes even television shows
They all just rot your brain
Rot your fucking brain

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