Ode to the DOPE FIEND

I smoke dope..so I can cope.

now the smoke is around My neck like
an invisible rope.

But I still smoke.

I still choke.

I keep swinging from that...

invisible rope.

I keep getting High..but its funny

I never...got no money.

But I stays elevated...

and when I don't get My dope...

I'm irritated.

I blame My momma and daddy for the things that I do...

and if I knew your name...I'd blame you too.

Cause its never because of Me.

Its God...People....and Society.

Sooo...I sits in the dark.

I sits in the park.

Feeling that rope around My neck as it gets
tight.

I'll be smokin tomorrow...

if I don't die....

tonight.

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