[Verse 1: Kerser]
f** it, where do I start?
Do I make a remark about my life in the dark?
And all the sh** they don't know, like I'm an f**ing addict
Tragic that it worked out this way, had it happened any other way, I would've spat it
But I'm just laying around
Vision blurry, I'm not happy, 'nother pill, if not
They carry me to hospital and have feeling like a f**ing junkee
But they ain't been through what I've been through, how the f** they judge me?
Plus I'm only on the down, it's what I tell myself
Like, the heights was any lower, I should belt myself
And all this time I've been I working with rap
I don't talk to many people cos they circles of rats, f**
Lose my mind when I think into sh**
And every pill that I pop, memories