all mixd up
 

peice of mind//
how can he be so blind//
snortin lines, everytime, he makes a dime//
gettin high, e-pills; holy mind//
like an angel haloed overtime//
fell behind, addiction fit the description//
sellin riches jus to fill perscriptions//
not to mention wat he boiled in kitchens//
diabolic quenchins had his body twitchin//
full of static, too many habits//
life was tragic, as he tighten elastics//
started havoc, brain died rapid//
hallucinate illusions, too graphic//
'til one day, he say his face//
mirror reflection as he free based//
heart off-paced, everything laced//
death in his eyes, his life went to waste//
started from a taste, trapped overdossin//
in God's grace using the devils potions//

dawg u got some poetry in you for realz u gonna be somthin big im feelin the poem keep it up dawg aight~1~