[Intro]
DMC, we have a mid-thirties male
Found down, unresponsive
Possible overdose, substance unknown
Pulse is 60 and thready
Respiration's eight
He's intubated and we're bagging him now
BP 90 over palp
Patient is cool, pale, and diaphoretic
Has aspirated, GSC is 3
We'll update en route
ETA ten minutes
[Verse 1]
As I fall deeper into a manic state
I'm a prime candidate
For the gene to receive the drug addict trait
Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate
I seem to gravitate
To the bottle of NyQuil then I salivate
Start off with the NyQuil like, I think I'll just have a taste
Couple of sips of that then I gradually graduate
To a harder prescription drug called Valium
Like, yeah that's great
I go to just take one
And I end up like having eight
Now I need something in my stomach cause I haven't ate
Maybe I'll grab a plate of nachos and I'll have a steak
And you'd think that with all I have at stake
Look at my daughter's face
"Mommy, something is wrong with Dad I think
He's acting weird again
He's really beginning to scare me
Won't shave his beard again
And he pretends he doesn't hear me
And all he does is eat Doritos and Cheetos
And he just fell asleep in his car eating
3 Musketeers in the rear seat"
[Hook]
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down this road before
So lonely and cold, it's like something takes over me
As soon as I go home and close the door
Kinda feels like déjà vu
I wanna get away from this place, I do
But I can't and I won't
Say I try, but I know that's a lie
Cause I don't, and why I just don't know
[Verse 2]
"Maybe just a nice cold brew, what's a beer?"
That's the devil in my ear
I've been sober a f**in' year
And that f**er still talks to me
He's all I can f**in' hear
"Marshall, come on we'll watch the game
It's the Cowboys and Buccaneers"
And maybe if I just drink half I'll be half-buzzed
For half of the time
Who's the mastermind behind that little line?
With that kind of rationale, man I got half a mind
To have another half a gla** of wine
Sounds asinine
Yeah I know, but I never had no problem with alcohol
Ouch, look out for the wall
Aim for the couch, I'm 'bout to fall
I missed the couch and down
I go lookin' like a bouncy ball
sh** must've knocked me out
'Cause I ain't feel the ground at all
Wow, what the f** happened last night?
Where am I?
Man, f** am I hungover, and goddamn I
Got a headache, sh** half a Vicodin, why can't I
All systems ready for take off, please stand by
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
So I take a Vicodin, splash it hits my stomach then, ahhhh
Couple of weeks go by it ain't even like I'm gettin' high
Now I need it just not to feel sick, yeah I'm gettin' by
Wouldn't even be taking this sh** if DeShaun didn't die
Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose Proof so you use
There's new rules, it's cool if it's helpin' you to get through
It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducin' a snooze
What else is new, f** it what would Elvis do in your shoes
Now here I am three months later, full-blown relapse
Just get high until the kids get home from school, holmes
Relax
And since I'm convinced that I'm an insomniac
I need these pills to be able to sleep, so I take three naps
Just to be able to function throughout the day, let's see
That's an Ambien each nap, how many Valium, three
And that will average out to about one good hour's sleep
Ok, so now ya see, the reason how come he
Has taken four years to just put out an album, B
See, me and you, we almost had the same outcome Heath
'Cause that Christmas
You know the whole pneumonia thing?
It was bologna
Was it the methadone, ya think?
Or the hydrocodone you hide inside your p**nos
Your VCR tape cases, with your Ambien CR
Great places to hide 'em, ain't it?
So you can lie to Hailie
I'm goin' beddy bye, Whitney baby
Good night Alaina!
Go in the room and shut the bedroom door
And wake up in an ambulance
They said they found me on the bathroom floor
Damn
[Hook]